Remember

by Elizabeth   Nov 3, 2006


The gentle smell of rain
Falls on my nose
Reminding me of times
I wish for long ago

The soft caress of a mothers touch
The firm grip of a fathers hold
The familiar laughter of friends
They never seemed to grow old

The dreams of becoming a singer
The "aw" when looking up to a "grown up"
The time when we were young
And the memories of yesterday

I come back to the present now
Wishing for those halcyon days
Longing for the memories
And all the old childish ways

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  • 17 years ago

    by Scott Hudson

    I wish for these days as well, although some reasons are different. time travel I swear!