Thrown back into time…
thrown into the back of a truck of memories and driven back into time…
I see a child in time, unknown of his purpose in life – happy nevertheless, smiling at the world around and planting his fair share of joy.
The child grows on the wings of expectation – never entirely his own...
His friends, his family, his society … all have their fair say in it, but then it is ‘his life’.
Time rambles along, and so does his life…
No longer a child in time, still pretty unknown is his purpose in life – not as happy as he were before…his heart doesn't smile anymore…
Oh take me back wheels of time… take me back…a child in time - just so I can smile
