In 'The Valley' of my Childhood

**This is a true story and it pretty much speaks for a book I am writing... Now that I lay in my bed before I sleep, I think about everything, And everyone I have come to meet. It seems that now I am surely older, But am I too old to remember? To remember how my brother used to get me thinking a giant aardvark from my back yard would one day come and eat me. To remember how the four of us were inseparatable, Except by our own blind friendship. Am I too old to remember everything we did, Because we weren't aloud to? No.... I'll never be old to remember that which keeps me alive. I remember how we were the center of everything, In the very valley that united us. It was were we lived and always will, No matter how much time may pass. Now that childhood has passed, Before it really should, I still remember all the times, And always I will... Because childhood is never forgotten, Even though growing up may be hard to handle, All I have to do is dream, And forever will I be there, In the valley, Where my life grew into my happiness. Until that day I sleep forever and dream until the end of time, All I have is memories, Of the childhood I loved the most, The childhood that gave me life, The childhood that gave me hope. Please don't take it for granted, Like I did, Because childhoods don't last forever. No matter how happy you are...This is all true... I live in the greatest place every, and even though those i loved have left or forgotten me, and the only memories I have are the ones that still lie within my backyard, I still cherish them.... I always will.... childhood is golden.... never forget that. Written December 27th, 2001 © on Dec 27 2001 02:28 PM PST   18 • 0 • 10