These Are The Things

Curly brown hair no brush could tame
But she never needed it any other way
Cause you're not self conscious yet
At that age

Big brown freckles in the summer sun
And she never could hurt no one
Building tree forts, fishing on the lake
Catching frogs at the pond
Oh, you know, she was my friend

Long weekend camping at some forgotten park
Ghost stories around the campfire after dark
Roasting marshmallows on a stick
Moonlight shadows growing thick
Soon the autumn leaves must fall

Tobogganing on a cold winters days
Or hockey on the ice rink that Dad made
Snowball fights with a friend
Making angels and fat snowmen
Scarlet cheeks in the cold winter wind

But it was so long ago
And it was so damn hard
And it's been so many life times spent apart
And the memories, like so many grains of sand
Slip through my hand

These are the things that break my heart



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Cosmo
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