My life and memories I tuly cherish
There something I hope never perish
I remember when I was little
In kinder reading “Hey Diddle Diddle The Cat and The Fiddle…”
Memories of meeting one of my closest friends comes to mind
Man when we were close, I guess you could say one of a kind
Something that is hard to find but time goes on
Then there’s my first true moment of father and son
In my first baseball game I won
Now less then a year ago my first day of high school
I remember trying to act cool when I was really acting like a fool
Now here I am sitting in room
Wondering why life isn’t always fair
Waiting for the day my grandma comes back to sit in her favorite chair
Iife can be exciting so much that we lose the fact that life is indeed a reality and things come and go
It’s just hard to follow the rhythm of the flo
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I like the raw texture and simplisticness of this. Mikey, this write you wrote is nice. 'Living In The Full Experience' without pretentiousness, Is refreshing.