Saturday, March 7, 2009

Friend of yesterday..

When shades of night begin to fall

And the stars light up the sky,

I travel back in time,

Remembering days gone by.

Happy days of childhood

Running free in fields of flowers,

Dens we made to shelter in

To escape the sudden showers.

Such different games we played then,

Too many to recall,

But in those golden years

We were happy with bat and ball.

We really had some good times

When skies were never gray,

I remember you, and all we shared

My dear friend of yesterday.

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