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A dusky sky becomes night as I lay here in bed. The thoughts are Endless, as they run through my head. I dream of sweeter days, oh, where did time go? I want to get it back and take it in slow. Mr. Timekeeper, could you do me a favor? Turn back the clock, we’ll fix it later. Back to a momma’s boy, with freckles on my nose. When I’d chase my brothers with the water hose. Just a little bit shy and a lot too rough. Boy, I could cry. But man, was I tough. I learned about life and did what was told. Everything’s different when your 8 years’ old. Now, I’m all grown, but really not much. Don’t know what it means to be a grown-up. Work keeps me busy, while I learn how to fly. By no means perfect, but I gotta try. Until then, I think I’ll reminisce. On the childhood days’ that seemed better than this. Mr. Timekeeper, could you do me a favor? Turn back the clock, we’ll fix it later. Back to a green-eyed boy, with a two-foot smile. Making daddy proud when I read my bible. Jesus held me tight; 'Til waves began crashing. The cancer took form, like dark clouds come storming. A Brother lost the fight. Levi, I prayed for more time. An Innocent soul gone, by natures foulest crime. I learned about life and tried to be bold. But, It’s hard to understand, at 8-years-old. Mr. Timekeeper, I need no more favors. Cause now I remember, how time passed me over. The day Levi died, the joy was lost to me. A teary-eyed boy, dried his tears on times sleeve. Buried but not forgotten, that pain is inside me. It looks like a brother, with his heart still in pieces. I may be grown, but not all that much. I’m just a child, who’s body grew up. I still fear tomorrow and what it will bring. Yesterday pains me, with the sad song it sings. Mr. Timekeeper, where can I look? To find that old joy, the grave swallowed up? I’ve learned about life and how it is cold. I thought it'd be different, at 8 years old.
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