Golden Years
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There was this time I still like to remember again
When we played our part finding out what life meant
Never too far is where each and every conflict went
Together we’d go and experience the fun of the event
Sad that it would all end and then on to new beginnings
Our ways to make it through the days weren’t restricted
Things were rough but not when it was us just living
When many things weren’t broken and never needed fixing
Exposed to words of wisdom and on occasion, listen
In times before school looked alright to start skipping
When we had a one track minds and they kept on shifting
Before things and people became everything we’re missing
Kept wishing on falling stars from where dreams start
That’s when we started up or joined the games in the dark
Hide and go seek, or most likely kicking cans in the park
Possibilities were endless after leaving the front yard
~Windreamer~
