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memory?


The laughter , after a tickle war The smile, of her seeing you walk through the door The fall, that you help her up The tears, that she cryed when you never showed up They grow up so fast so why leave them be they could grow up so fast just wait and see... The yelling, after a fight The frown, after you walk through the door The climb, that she took to get further out in the world The breathe, she took when she went on her own You want it back all the time, and all the missed memories that she had of her child hood but you couldn't be there to see ..What really I am growing up to be.
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