Atlantic beach NC

Nightfire

As I take a photograph

I love the beach I love

Wondering what the Lord has in store for us

As he watches from above

Thinking about everyone

And how did our eyes get so red

Those memories of growing up on the beach

Will be forever stuck in my head

Remember the old arcade

Was a cool place

The cops hated us hanging out

They were always in our face

We used to listen to the radio

And sing along with every song We Know

As we party on the beach All Summer Long

But that was long ago

Can't escape those memories

Can't replace it

The beach is changing so much now

And I can't believe it

Thinking about those years

Everytime I do it makes me laugh

Remembering the years

As I take this photograph

  • Author: Unknown Soldier (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 22nd, 2017 06:52
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  • Goldfinch60

    Good write, memories are so important. Welcome to MPS.



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