Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Spilt Milk (Version one)

Laughing to the notion
of a childish prank
like spilt milk on the table
from the memories of yesterday

Sometimes I dream of those times,
remebering when I was a young kid
about four or five
I could remember thoes times
when I was flooded with dreams
dreaming of being a base ball player
maybe a famous artist
or rock n' roll star

I could remeber the bad things and
the good things,
but now, as I look back on today
I can't wait until that day
when I could look at my kids and say
that's okay, its only spilt milk anyways!

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