Me and Colt grew up <br />pretty far outside of town. <br />We never spent much time with other kids <br /> <br />outside of school <br />and ridin the bus back and forth. <br />We were lucky <br /> <br />havin an easy ride between places. <br />I expect we spent half our lives <br />helpin each other <br /> <br />do chores <br />or botherin Colt's big sister <br />or ridin down to the creek with our poles of an evenin. <br /> <br />I expect we were the luckiest two boys in the world. <br />Though I reckon other boys say the same thing.<br /><br />Hanque O . . .<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/regina-s-poems-005-lookin-back/
