Some people just feel happiness when they were children. The house looked better, there were presents, lots of hugs and family gatherings. Grandma’s house was never empty. Everything was a celebration.
Time took it all away.
No more glorious gatherings.
No more smiles.
No more footraces.
The old TV; grandma sitting by her sewing machine, gone.
An age of hope….
What became of the girl dressed like Alice?
Time took it all away.
Time, you filthy bastard; you greedy bastard.
Everyone is gone now, either moved away or passed away.
Nothing is the same anymore.
Time took it all away.
The hope is gone, nothing but grey days ahead.
Days I long to be over, so that we can all be reunited and live the same moments again and again as if for the first time.