Saturday morning.
a time to get things done.
a time to remember.
a time to think of things
that we have not thought about
in years
a quiet time
a quiet place
things are never the same as they were
and are never the same as we remember them
things are always different
but somehow remain the same
I'm eight years old again,
and wondering what my friends and I
are going to be doing with ourselves.
a time to get things done.
a time to remember.
a time to think of things
that we have not thought about
in years
a quiet time
a quiet place
things are never the same as they were
and are never the same as we remember them
things are always different
but somehow remain the same
I'm eight years old again,
and wondering what my friends and I
are going to be doing with ourselves.
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