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Reflections of a day gone by,
Reminiscing a life so young and wild,
A life so free, so simple, so shy,
With my hand, I wipe a tear from my eye.

Reflections of a day gone past,
Keeps flashing in my mind,
A loss of innocence, an age too fast,
A childhood longed to be found.

Reflections scattered in my brain,
Like a shattered piece of glass,
My thoughts are bouncing everywhere,
How long can this insanity last.

I long for the days when I see myself,
As a child with an imaginary friend,
Trading secrets and stories, You see,
A child’s heart never ends.

Reflections of my brother, Tom,
My hero, my mentor, my God,
A clone of him did I become,
It’s hard to shake off this façade.

Reflections of this boyhood man,
Forever haunts my soul,
A life cut short, he was in his prime,
So Wild, So Strong, So Bold.

Reflections as I see myself,
Age and become a man…,
A husband and a father…,
A young daughter’s best friend.

Reflections as my children grow,
And leave the comfort of the nest,
No longer can I protect them..,
I did a father’s best.

So, Lord I’m done reflecting,
I’m tired, I’m withered and old,
Please lay me down beside thee,
My spirit, forever, Please Hold.


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