Vestiges Of Memories
By sidewinder
Treasures held in the eyes of a child rich in imagination, listen to the music, Make sandcastles in the sand, Hold thy youth forever in time, For the pleasures are lost when the vestiges of memories take hold and the simple ways are replaced by responsibilities, Why? Time will never tell, And that mystery is never solved, One walks with a sigh, But the future waits for no one. Aug. 18, 1996 Written February 9th, 2002 © on Feb 09 2002 08:52 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 4
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