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Oct 2014
Finding an old friend
from years ago
when we were young
and not so slow...

WHEN ~ THEN

We would pass in the hallway
on our way to class
saying "hi" with a smile
as we walked past..

WHEN ~ THEN

It's Friday night
are you going to the game?
Of course lets meet
on the corner of Starr and Main

WHEN ~ THEN

We would meet our classmates
in the stadium to cheer
Warm in our mouton coats
The 50's were good years...

WHEN ~ THEN

The game would be over
we'd walk home in the dark
back to the corner
where we would then part...

WHEN

Now to the stadium
we still go
but now our grandkids
are putting on the show...

by judy
Oh what a difference years make. When we could walk by our self and never fear that danger was near. If I could bring back anything from the olden days it would be that feeling of never having to look behind you, or whats around the corner, and who to trust....
Judypatooote
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Judypatooote  ohio
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