When We Were Young

Looking through a kaleidoscope, I see your image always there. The dream that eluded me ever since we were young. Both of us have grown up, gone our separate ways. You have your family and I have mine and never the twain shall meet, However in stolen moments that reflect in my life I see us when we were young holding each others hand making small promises that neither of us could keep. Life’s journey took us far and wide disappearing from each other’s lives. The promises we made when we were young have faded through the years and lay forgotten now where broken promises go. 27 November 2009