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Memories Of Them

Yesterday I was five, today I am fifty three. If I could bring back your childhood, how pleased it would make me. For now, there are no more slamming doors. No one tieing up the phone. The house seems quiet and empty. It's just me here all alone. Our children were the heart of home, they grew up and left the nest. Thoughts and memories of them, comfort our hearts the best. So now when I feel lonely, I sit and think of you. I get a big old smile, that beams the whole day through! Written by:  S. Matheson For my children! 7/8/2003