I remember laying outside the house <br />remembering the days when we were young <br />those days seem so long ago <br />but back then we had so much fun <br /> <br />I remember children laughing and playing in the field <br />seemed everyday our hearts would heal <br />just to be there to laugh and play <br />seemed like it'd be, forever that way <br /> <br />But so long ago, were those days <br />They dont last forever, some memories fade away <br />We live, we learn, we grow from young to old <br />then to our children and theirs our story will be told <br /> <br />Of how we met and were kismit <br />the times we shared, and showed how we cared <br />the warmth of your smile, the smell of your hair <br />and then our memories, will to, be theirs<br /><br />Kristen Brown<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-memory-old/
