Always leading me astray
My heart beats faster now
Checking out the good bits
Which we used to say as boys
Childhood innocence now long gone
Swings and roundabouts laughing on
Puff! Its all gone up in smoke
Our temples sweat at the sight
Now that sweet miss eggs me on
Life's is just like a long race track
First uphill then on the flat
Our words leak all awkward like
Then smoothly as life we grasp
But all's now gone just like that
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Awwww ... this filled my heart and made me smile - Wistful and lovely.
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ReplyDelete'Good bits.' Ah, yes...
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