Sunday, October 02, 2011
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Children Growing Up, Old friends Growing Older
Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret Gate;
And though I oft have passed them by,
A day will come at last when I
Shall take the hidden paths that run
West of the Moon, East of the Sun.
5 comments:
It doesn't look anything like anything I remember! Which is another way of saying I don't know. My guess? Grapewin.
Grapewin. I drove it several years ago. S-H-O-C-K-E-D!
Did not envy those houses which stood on the once cow pastures.
I thought the house looked great though.
Not only that, it ends just before you would get to the "boys home". That's it, end of street!
I drove by there when we got home from Australia. Dose not look the same, feel, or smell the same. No cows out front or standing on our porch. The house looks well taken care of. Love the new bridge, no more floods every few years. Scott remember the BIG BULL FROG you brought in and showed me in the middle of the night, during one of those floods?
Good memories at that Home.
I am sad there are big houses in the pasture that was my playground!
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