Sifting through the fine grain of memories, I come across nuggets of yore.
I look into your eyes and I see they twinkle still, I see you smile and feel glad that you retain the magic still.
I pose for a snap and see me with you frozen still. I look at myself, my balding mane my deceptive laugh lines my tired life, I close my eyes and thank God. Thank God that you knew me as a kid.
I look into your eyes and I see they twinkle still, I see you smile and feel glad that you retain the magic still.
I pose for a snap and see me with you frozen still. I look at myself, my balding mane my deceptive laugh lines my tired life, I close my eyes and thank God. Thank God that you knew me as a kid.
Now I know why you are so special still.
You have known the best of me,
You have known me as a kid.
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