MEMORIES-LOVE

THOSE MEMORIES; THE CHILD HOOD MEMORIES

Yeah the memories, those fond memories
Memories that we hold onto
Memories of you, yeah you
Those memories that explain
Yeah, explains love.

Remember them?
When after a real tough fight
When your dude hit you hard
Hit you hard in the tommy
When you were whimpering
Held your tommy hard and cried?

Remember them?
When your friend had to side
Had to side with another friend
Because they can’t afford
Afford dropping from the game?

Remember them?
When you badly needed just a bite
A little bite on buddy’s cake?
But buddy forgot you were friends
Because buddy got a new friend
A new friend in his cake?

Remember them?
When your heroes refused
Refused to help out in the fight
When they watched you being beat up?

Remember them?
When you were scheduled
Scheduled for the tease
Because the lot fell on you
When your bribe was taken
But tease was still on you?

Remember them?
When it was all fun
When it was all joy
When it was all happiness?
Do you remember them?
When amidst all the teases
When you couldn’t get a bite of the cake
When you had to watch buddy side with his buddy
When your team looked on while you were beaten
When you had go to the hospital because buddy hurt you?
Do you remember that in all of it
In all of it, you couldn’t grudge buddy
DO YOU REMEMBER HOW REAL THE LOVE IS
HOW VERY REAL YOU LOVE YOUR BUDDY?

Gone are those days
With all its lays
Yeah, it did pay
And still does pays
To feel a love
A love that’s real

Oh such memories
Memories so fond
The memories we long
For a future we picture.

All_IzzWell WORDS

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