Summer Memories
Sun beats down on our skin as we walk along the beach As the sand snuggles between out feet Our footprints engrave themselves on the floor When we played beach volley ball We dance; we laugh; we...
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Sun beats down on our skin as we walk along the beach As the sand snuggles between out feet Our footprints engrave themselves on the floor When we played beach volley ball We dance; we laugh; we...
Cherished memories oh so sweet, They might seem boring to you, But to me they mean so much, Dancing in a field to an iPod with two friends, Watching children's movies because what the hell might as...
It was Friday in late summer, over two years since I first entered my green place and Dad was finally coming home the next day.
My grandad from Wales, he always told long tales. We made each other laugh, so much so, his falsers broke in half. Super glue the remedy, sooking on spaghetti until they were ready.
I want moments I don't want to forget. I want memories I want to keep. I don't care if I am awake or asleep. I do want them with me. In my heart I want them to be. Cause they are so good to remember.
Sitting here eating my cheese on toast. I feel a presence like a friendly ghost. It taps me on the shoulder and quietly says. Remember the great and good old days.
Let's take a stroll Down Memory Lane As rain slowly drips On the window pane We travel the house The one we used to know All the fights and pets We had to let go We go into our little backyard With...
Last day of school,kids are quite upset. When I was a kid this was the best day you could get. They're going to miss there teachers they say Very weird indeed,kids it's time to play.
Stare into the mirror. Nothing's changed at all. Exactly one year on. Since I heard a happy call. My Facebook is alive for once. But I don't really care. Mostly friends I rarely see.
Small like a teacup Soft is this little pup Nuzzling into my chest Chewing on my vest She slumbers silently Before playing violently With a plastic flower pot And a plant that's starting to rot.
I wish there was a way to make time stop. Oh I just want to pause the clock. Time is speeding by. I wish it didn't have to fly. Im moving and living. But it's all to fast I want to do some reliving.
#Household There is something locked safe inside a jewelery chest. Kept all shiney and clean only worn with the sunday best. A little gold charm bracelet with a few old stories to tell.
Not even god can stop you now. Take off my hat, and give you a bow. She sang a sad, sad lullaby. I still hear her voice on sleepness nights. Baby now you're flying high, you're sailing far.
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The picture of you. Standing tall in your. clothes. Leaves me feeling an ache. Through my bones. The picture of you. Smiling so sexy and sweet. With such a sharp and. Wicked grin. The picture of you.
To live, breathe and take in another atmosphere apart from your own. To have and to take it with both hands for being alone. The saxophone calls in the midnight hours.
Got a card one Christmas Eve marked Cincinatti Made from bits and bobs and children's pretty things All it said was - we made this for you Daddy On an angel with cotton covered wings.
The shattered old light bulb. In pieces on the crooked floor. Shedding a tear or two. Smashed on the earths core. All the happy memories. Laughs and good times. Makes me smile.
For @crowncottage and Mr Tom May ;-) Tom what happened during the blitz. When the bombs fell did you take shelter from all of it. Tom where was you during the war.
Remembering days a long time ago, thinking back on his life. The little old man sat on a bench deep in thought about his wife. Every day since she past, he will sit on that little wooden bench.
My nan had this ornament she loved very much She told us often we must never ever touch It was of a woman with flowers in hand She had a long red beautiful dress..so grand I was being defiant, I...
#household - trinket This treasure that I cradle, Bent and with its stains. Means so little to so many, Yet within my heart remains. Bracelet from a dear friend Broke beyond repair.
#household There was an old bracelet, Lying around my room, Waiting to be worn out, Will it have to wait soon.
It sits there, on the mantle The penny kitten. My ma, bought it on Wednesday At the market, in town.