The sun was warm in a time that seemed forever.
No worries, no cares, no thoughts for tomorrow.
This time, this place was all I needed.
In this, the summer of my youth.
But, all too soon, the flowers faded.
The breeze brought a chill to my bones.
My eyes lost sight of the fields of summer.
And my tomorrows had come and gone.
~ for each of us, there is the dream, then the reality called life ~