what scares me is their youth
mom, dad, family, voices fresh
faces light and smiles on
how can that be gone?
23 years have passed by
is it a joke or a lie?
I can't remember being 2
but I remember happiness, love
now turned into nostalgia, I had no clue
that so much sorrow was waiting above
what saves me is my memory, my mind
I continue to live and I remember
when I was tender
and love was all I could find
timeless sandcastles
By gio_writes
childhood poems in a long gone beach house from lazy days without responsibilities only love waves sun More