Life ahh sweet memories filled with all the aromas and scents like a warm summer afternoon mother's bakeing the chocolet goodness called cookies adn we can't help but cling to mothers dress as we burn with anticipation for the sweet stuff and then there is young love sitting apon the beach with the wind blowing across almost as if mother earth is kissing your cheek and all we can do is sit and laugh with our loved one shareing moments we can never forget then the young becomes old, but it never forgets those long summers or cold winters wraped up in a blanket with loved ones or friends, brothers, sisters, family that is gone but not forgoten bonds made with love and strengthend by god. These are the best days gone by. And we never have a bad day all are watched and seen by god who blesses us we never forget....because everyday we are reminded...of the love.
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