Frosted glass of icy days
Linger on memory lane
Skipping stones on frozen lakes
Forgetting the hours of play
Spinning tires and four wheel drive
Lost forever in the fields of time
Friends grow old
They grow cold
Some will last longer then this place
While others parish in the losing light
True one stand ready to fight

First kisses first hugs
the first time you felt loved
The first heart brake
The darkest hour
Holding on to count the tears
take the pain and turn out strong
Just to find the one true love

People leave and places change
Puzzles grow and are never the same
Home is where you make it and not in the past
Spending a life to learn this lesson
To know its true only in the nick of time
Saving yourself from corny phrases
On how life should be
Stop comparing and look at the plus
You are who you make yourself and that enough.

~*~ Dedicated~*~ to a loving, strong willed, intelligent, award winning smiler, outgoing, best friend type of gal. My big sis, The spider that makes my life a hell of a lot more fun, the one and only by big sis.~*~