Youth Lost
Time is flowing on...
as wind through the trees
bringing old memories
...floating in on the breeze
When I was young...so long ago
You were my best friend
...and I loved you so
I never thought you would ever go
But you did go...
...went and left me here alone
here to stay and grieve...
...did you not know
your memory could never leave
©Faye Sizemore
9/25/03
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