Wednesday, July 28, 2004
My good bye to the days when life was easy, and worries were what kind of popcicle to choose. When sandboxes were my second home, and all the days were sunny.
"Goodbye to Childhood":)
It was
a bright spot;
filled with
many mountain
peaks.
A place
that will
always,
tower above
the others.
But, my
time here
is drawing
to a close.
I will
steel my
heart,
and leave.
With
tears and
a silent
prayer -
I will
go.
Without
turning back.
Facing forward -
chained -
to my
destiny.
"Goodbye to Childhood":)
It was
a bright spot;
filled with
many mountain
peaks.
A place
that will
always,
tower above
the others.
But, my
time here
is drawing
to a close.
I will
steel my
heart,
and leave.
With
tears and
a silent
prayer -
I will
go.
Without
turning back.
Facing forward -
chained -
to my
destiny.