Valley Of Memories

Valley Of Memories

When I was a child

A hillside was for running

Down the side to the creek in the valley

Then the long climb back to the top

Only to run down again and again

Then, when I became an adult

There was no more running

Just walks and picnics with the one I loved

Holding hands and talking all afternoon

Finally watching the sun set across the valley

Now, my brown hair has been replaced

By the silvery tints of age

I still go to that hillside

And I look at the flowers and feel the breeze

And I remember the times I had

The wind in my hair as I ran down

The exhaustion when I had to walk back up

And the love I felt when I told her I loved her

But those times are long gone

The hillside is still there

Waiting for the next child to run

The next lovers to kiss

And new memories to be made