Summer
Those cool summer nights. Not a cloud in sight. catching fire flies. Lost in /glisten in your eyes. out under moon lit sky. Time sure flys bye. Oh those summer nights. Blue eyes Rosie red lips.
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Those cool summer nights. Not a cloud in sight. catching fire flies. Lost in /glisten in your eyes. out under moon lit sky. Time sure flys bye. Oh those summer nights. Blue eyes Rosie red lips.
When my heart beats its last and my lungs refuse to work, I'll remember... I'll remember it all, the rise and fall.
I say I'm over you, Yet I know when your class is next to mine. I say I'm over you, When all I want is a little more time. I remember the times when you and me, Would spend all day with each other.
Oh, our 'teenage years', The best years of our lives, Snatched away so quickly, When adulthood arrives.
#nightdwellers I know you felt it the way I felt it too Maybe we was cut from the same cloth, me and you.
To those lines in life you can't help but sing... Words that advertisements or songs etched in. And once it's caught, they'll never be let go. Even at the point when they're read, song flows.
I'm at the park. The slide and swing. Listening to birds. As they chirp and they sing. The seesaw is fun. The roundabout too. It makes you feel dizzy. And a little sick too. But we all go there.
The sun was here yesterday, Unfortunately it's gone away, Hidden behind the clouds- so white, Buried in beneath my kite.
#household Old memories, Spread out on the floor. Just some photographs, Yet so much more. Friends and family, Other relatives too. Aunties, Uncles, Cousins, My Granny's new hairdo.
#Household In a rusty vintage blue wooden frame, there it stood a distant life I thought I would always remember. So young, So innocent, So free, So much simpler, And so different from this moment.
#household. All that I have. A photograph. It's pretty much. An epitaph. A hymn for love. For you and me. And a love. That cannot be. A timeless shot. Your pretty face. Beautiful. Filled with grace.
#household Photographs bring back memories, Happy moments when were babies, Of when we didn't worry at all, Then we were so carefree and small, Older we got, now around ten Good memories we had back...
#household A photograph is more than just, A gift to bring or send. And more than just the likeness of, A relative or friend. It is a kindly greeting and A memory to hold.
Our past watches on as we shout and we scream Two lovebirds smile as we ruin the dream A silent echo of happy times, a laugh caught in the moment A lonely heartbroken sob, pleads an end to this...
@VikingHorn #household A picturesque photograph, Everytime I see it it makes me laugh And think about all the good times weve had Forget about all things bad Its like being lost in a dream Makes...
Close your eyes, Pick a date, Off you go, You won't be late. Friends or foes, The loved and lost. Are waiting there, At zero cost. Smiles and frowns, The choice is yours.
Clocks are amazing also very fascinating. You can rewind them forwards or backwards. Clocks can be set at anytime.
I was once loved by a little girl, She would pick me up and give me a twirl, I was her favourite teddy bear, She gave me tender love and care.
Sitting on the garden gate. Staying there until its late. Taking in all that sun. Friends come find me to join the fun. Laughing in the summers air. Flirting with no certain care.
Take me back to those days. When we had no cares. Life was one big adventure. We weren't bothered by people's lingering stares. The highlight of the day was break time.
Peg is the name of the lady that washes my clothes at the laundromat . Her hard bleached hands match her wind blasted face charred by broken veins and too much frowning.
I was in a little play, when I was just a child. A very timid little lass, so very meek and mild.
You wait for every season to pass by, Can't wait for the one to give you a very big surprise You know when it's coming when the clouds disappear, And there it takes its place, it's sunny, bright and...
Welcomed with a warm embrace Grandma sits with her bobbins making beautiful lace. I love listening to her stories of old to my own daughter these will soon be retold.