i stand in the shallows of my memory casting a spiderweb line back into the earlier years, the murky depth of the old brain pond looking for that elusive memory of when......when.......when
life was simple, somehow, more complete with days of sunshine and butterfly grace that flew on by,
when grass smelt greener skies were blue and there was always much to do
the future was out there, past the horizon a thing that was too far away to ponder on
they were the days, the beautiful days I know IΒ Β dream of.
to recapture my youth.....
but all I can now do, is cast about in memories and hope to find myself an elusive rainbow trout....