Childhood's End

Sitting by a roaring fire, my dog by my side,

I fondly reminisce of days gone by.

Of running up hillsides, and down through the woods,

A young heart, clear mind, and changing moods.

Once a youth in my teens, I ventured out in life,

A tattered shirt, dollar bill, and ragged pair of jeans.

That was many years ago, many tears in between,

I grew and blossomed, I, once a movie Queen.

I lived my life, and lived it well, now I sit upon this hill,

My bodies old, my hair is white, and my eyes see through a haze.

The Web Projects of Sondra Ball and Mario Cavallini