I am going to miss the ball park.
I am going to miss the parades.
I am going to miss the music stores.
I am going to miss the walks down town.
I am going to miss Gina.
I am going to miss my mother's friends.
I am going to miss everybody and everything about this place.
Well, almost everybody.
I'm not going to miss him.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment