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The road that I was born and raised on from 1964 to 1997.
Mile to walk to the school bus.
constantly rough at times especially in the snow and rain.
Kaleidoscopic memories of years of fun and sorrow and a lot of
individual
memories of many seasons in the sun
Where did the time go?
always there was a picnic or some action going on that road
you lived on growing to be the person you are.
About the Creator
Mark Graham
I am a person who really likes to read and write and to share what I learned with all my education. My page will mainly be book reviews and critiques of old and new books that I have read and will read. There will also be other bits, too.
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Nice work
Very well written. Keep up the good work!
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Heartfelt and relatable
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Comments (4)
Well-wrought! "You lived on growing to be the person you are." Don't stop growing, Mark!
I agree with Lamar, great name for a book or nostalgic story. I know what you mean.
Nostalgia Mark. I only said to my sister today I will never be happy here this isn’t my home. I hate it want to go back to my child hood teenage home. So I know what you mean ♦️♦️♦️♦️
Sounds like fond memories on a street that could be the name of a novel or movie. Nice work, Mark!