Can we go to the beach?
Those words from a distant past,
Now so out of reach.
How I miss those days,
In so many ways.
Will you sing me a song?
The years fly by,
And life moves on.
When we are children,
We think there are many years ahead,
Before we know it,
We become old instead.
Life waits for no one,
That is so true,
One moment we're together,
The next I'm missing you.
Jayne Louise Davies
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