Swing sets and slides
in my mind
taking back to days
of youth and play
take a trip
onelast time
to see what
they all would say
Places and thoughts
are enough for me
I rememeber those days to exact degree
for myself
I only have dreams
about places
long ago it seems
Faces forgotten of that place
brand new friends fill up that space
a space that now ive come to see
that my memories are taking from me
Picnics at the lakes
where we once swam
fun in our
backyard woods
I cant believe
I reached for yourhand
To re-live it all
I wish I could
Growing up
means responsibility
to much time for work
and none for fun
growing older
means to me
forgetting where
we used to run
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