As children they played, growing up in the same town,
Running in the park, playing games in the dark.
Going to school, swimming in the same backyard pool,
Singing songs, listening to music they both loved.
Sleepovers, laughing late into the night,
Going to movies, Friday and Saturday nights.
They rode their bikes to many sights,
A coke and a comic book were a delight.
Throwing a football, baseball in the park,
Being kids was what life was about.
Hanging out together in a time of youth,
Those days are gone but never forgotten.
These things i say are true to all that once played,
Through generations and lifetimes,
Here’s to old friends never forgotten.
Keith Garrett
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Old Friends – reminds of Simon and Garfunkle
I forgot about that song. Sitting on the park bench like book ends.
On Thu, May 22, 2014 at 1:49 PM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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Lived out in the country in the middle of nowhere! Closest neighbor was 3 acres away. Parents had to take us to visit our friends. Life pretty well sucked when I was a kid!
I’m sorry, I wish it was different for you.
On Wed, May 20, 2015 at 1:59 PM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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