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By Jennifer Date: 2003 Jun 13 Comment on this Work [[2003.06.13.12.48.13736]] |
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As I watch the rain pour down on this strange Northern town, I wonder how so far away I strayed, from where my steps were first laid. The fresh Spring air is a reminder of the my younger days when life was kinder. Worries were few and friends were forever, Mommies were the best and daddies were so clever. Years go by and as we grow other things we begin to know. We move from one place to another taking it from one day to the other. Getting farther and farther from where we belong and each road gets longer as we travel along. We forget the way back home so once more we begin to roam. 'Til now I find myself missing, and my past I am left reminiscing. |