Brick wall of memories

Miss the old wall that window with me through a tender teenager now look back Shique can not find your shadow I like that time in bed to enjoy the sun dropped into the room through the window to watch the scenery outside the window across there are fences playing partners are now in their busy lives to meet no less a gut feeling that time in the distance, someone’s child would have fun singing it Maybe later, there is no such time carefully looked at old photographs looking away want to read more like a man who is slowly killing noon so go the distance and who goes by in a blink of hesitation between the place looks old but indelible memory of a smile would like the pupil of the eye between heaven and brought back who also ask there are many things worthy of their collection……