My memories are a blanket
keeping me warm at night
Time is some mean son of a bitch
that eats away at my life
and a childhood hero is just a man
that you wish had never been
Dreams come and go and change each year
but my prayers remain, Amen...
keeping me warm at night
Time is some mean son of a bitch
that eats away at my life
and a childhood hero is just a man
that you wish had never been
Dreams come and go and change each year
but my prayers remain, Amen...
Published by bw Frampton
I am a proud father of three children and husband of one in Small Town, Ohio. I enjoy lifting weights, reading, writing and observing people. I am now a full time student, majoring in Electrical Technology. View profile
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2 Comments
Post a CommentTouches my heart. Very true.
Enjoyed the imagery.