Postcards From My Mind: A Little Older

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Saturday, October 29, 2005

A Little Older

Sitting by the water's edge, the shadows ripple cross the waves I see. Here is where the children play, not long ago those children were me. Don't be afraid, I was once like you, but days go by, and time does too. Not so young anymore, these waves seem further from the shore. I remember when this... Sign in to see full entry.

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