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Whatever happened to bedtime stories. Magical words that transport a child sweetly to the land of nod; Whatever happened to that special time.
I'm running down the corridors Acting like a child I'm sick of being grown up I want to go wild Want to race. Ready, set, GO.
Solitaire, I'm playing solitaire again today, A few pegs left, still in the game, It's an old set, on it's last legs, But I like things that stay the same.
The child still dwells within me, Rarely appearing for anyone to see. He reminds me of my dreams, The future left behind, or so it often seems.
Please. Please wait. Please wait for me. Wait for me until the sky turns blue. The grass goes green. And the birds are chirping. And flying around to be seen. Meet me. Meet me there.
In my Grandmothers kitchen the tortillas made the air thick. Sweet, wet corn smell drifting.... Making soft the troubles of the day.
These four walls have seen it all Heard the laughs and felt the tears. Watched our love's winding path Protected family through the years.
When I started out small I knew nothing at all No words to speak Only eyes to seek Up on Grandpa's lap What seemed like a dream Made my face beam Where stories unfolded And characters moulded...
I look out over the wide open expanse, as the soft roar of the surf rushes up onto the shore, lapping the water and trickling back Here is me, Cloudless skies, that give me tranquility and peace...
09h56, un dimanche matin. Un rare froid se dissipe dans l'atmosphère et s'engouffre dans mes poumons. Je décide alors de refermer la fenêtre et de monter l'escalier qui mène a la chambre.
I'd go into that shop My favourite of them all CDs, DVDs, you name it I'd buy as much as I could Seventy quid at a time 'Blown' on disks of plastic What a waste, mum said But they made me happy And...
You know that time right before you fall asleep. The time when everything slows down for a moment. That's the best feeling. The last thought I always think before I drift into unconsciousness is you.
Once I had a dragon Bartholomew was his name The other dragons teased him But I loved him all the same Once I had a dragon And I hugged him all to bits He used to keep me warm at night And I used to...
Hello old friend. Do you remember when. That day we first met. An Insignificant moment. I wasn't the sort you'd want to know. How could someone popular like you. Being an oddball outcast.
I find it to be a waste to be growing smarter While the world goes dumb more retarder I think of days of old summer When I was a lot younger Dumb shit was just funner The sun was , sunnier...
Chapter 5: It's Saturday night and time for the big reunion. All day the wildcats have been getting nervous seeing as they didn't know if their fathers were going to be there or not.
Once upon a yesterday. In an everlasting sun. Seams unpicked and solid. Innocence yet undone. Times the youth within us. Was all we'd ever need. Taken all too quickly. Consumed by growing's greed.
She didn't even smile, As we crossed paths However she was kind enough To cast me a sideways glance But the skin by her eyes didn't crinkle Her teeth never bared As they usually do When she...
Snow sparkles outside my window. Ice gleams in the bright sunshine Crystalized trees glimmer It will go away, sometime. For now, the snowmen wave at me. Sleds make patterns in white fluff.
Every Day I miss her But had to go separate ways So Help me Help me see Why she had to leave Why did she Have to go.
I remember when we met again. We both had changed, And nothing was the same. I remember when I got a text from you.
A lot of adults are like, oh, being a kid was so easy, I wish I was young again, but y'all seem to forget the hard parts, like when you totally flunked that math test, or you completely forgot you...
You could see the world. In a way i never would. You had a magical smile. And joked like i never could. But i still have the memorys. Of when you were my freind. And i can wish and wish.
I'm so sorry I haven't been on opuss for a while- I stopped writing and neglected you a bit too.