Before Things Changed For Me…

I remember when things changed for me,From wide-eyed child who could only see,Songs playing through the wind-blown trees;The butterflies dancing gently in the breeze,Playing hide and seek and skinned up knees.And then we learned to see the world,Our ruby cheeks and blonded curls,Those high school dances on Friday night;The pretty girls danced in the bright... Continue Reading →

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