Listen to the sound of sisters, brothers and cousins running and hiding-go-seeking in a small east Texas town. Do you hear the laughter of days gone by as we caught fireflies? The grownups doing grownup things, and the lights and music they made drifted away, as we escaped into the moonlit nights. We became cowboys riding horses, superman flying up, up and away and knowing we would have fun once again the next day. We imagined in our minds, a child's vision of truth, that everything we did was real but it only lasted in our youth. Red rover, red rover let me come over, teasing hunting dogs, and chasing each other. Playing games we made up along the way of growing and changing each day. As we hide from each other we were quiet as a church mouse behind that little white house . How I miss those days but I know my love for those who are part of me will never fade away.
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