The album

We will never be this young again We always knew that, but didn’t Believe it, until one day, looking At pictures of how we were, when   We were that young, smiling photos, The happiness blended with youth, We had to confess that time had Passed, happily and with the stealth   Of time slipping…


School x-ing and exiting Between the two, I was once that young Was I ever that hopeful So optimistic of finding my day Waiting right outside the door?

did he know

Did he know when he bought her the scooter That there would be chipped teeth or Scraped knees? Given in innocence, how could he have guessed There would be tears and scars?