MEMORIES ENCHANTED

Fragements of memories reminising on the days spent running through bushes on sunset days , not a care in this world, green grass, deep waters :all fragements now : moving on carying thoes suticses of memories beyond time, shedding the shells of time where expirences of past haunt, old trees grown pregnant maybe. but still hanging on . When visiting childhood scenes are restored, feelings, emotions and urges awake themselves.

Looking backyearning for what once belonging to you , the many days of intamacy starvation full of likes and cackoons of wisdom wanting to grow, but fears departure, for as time turns the pages and years rot like ages boys turns to soliders and girls turns nurses (or for me still studing) Things and time Changes. LOOKING BACK ON THE GOOD OLD DAYZ.....