Relive My Youth

In a cobwebbed dusty corner in a dark attic void of light. Holds the essence of my being thr menories i hold dear. That's brought me where i am today and still nuture my fear.The dolls and movies and magazines the records scarred with age.The tiny five years diary.My private dreams on every page.Mememtoes from vacations packed full of summer fun.Post cards from distant places of trips not yet begun birthday cards and tickets stubs.Treasures dear to only me of value to non but I.There worth prejudged so long ago cherished till the day i die.Every scrap of paper,every letter packed awayholds a very special memory that's with me everyday.And i'll keep that part of my life with me always.Asmy life goes on and years begin to show strain i'll always have a place i can go to relive my youth again.