THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS...THE WRITTEN GARDENS
BARBARA'S GARDENS
I was looking for something to say... then like a blast out of the past you came to me and now I'm returning to my memory where I keep my creativity and where fantasy meets reality and anything is possible anything can be it was a simpler time without responsibilities we were fascinated with the birds and bees so much was unknown so many fantasies so much was yet to be so many possibilities and then we grow up and learn how to forget all the wonder and excitement of anticipation we settle down in a routine and try not to regret leaving most of our dreams behind and the sensation of meeting someone knew and seeking what is true and doing something new and coming out of the blue then like a blast out of the past you came to me and now I'm returning to my memory where I keep my creativity and where fantasy meets reality and anything is possible anything can be thank you for reminding me... like a blast out of the past you came to me and now I'm returning to my memory where I keep my creativity and where fantasy meets reality and anything is possible anything can be Returning To My Memory (Blast Out Of The Past) Ric Candor ©1999 BACK GARDENS OF ONES NEXT  EMAIL
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