A Look Back To Now

Looking back over yesteryear
I often wonder why
Thoughts of happiness
Bring tears stinging hard
Is it the innocence of those times?
The fields that were so green
Running, playing, laughing
That are no more that sadden
Today let's run once more
Laugh at silly things
Make our own memories again
Today in fields still green...

©Dana E Price

Feb. 15th, 2013

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