I remember those. We use to play with them in summer evenings when the days were long, and it stayed hot until morning. We would launch them till we were soaked, or it got dark, and all the kids in the neighborhood met out in the street for the nightly game of hide-n-seek. All of that was in a time, and place long ago, and far away. Now I live those days of innocence, and leisure through the eyes of my daughter. I enjoy it as much now as I did then. But then that little twinge tugs at my heart, and reminds me, that God wiling, she too will someday live those memories as I do now. The sadness of realizaing, she to, has to one day grow up, and experience the pain of the world to know the goodness of it is all washed away by her next smile or the sound once more of her laughter. Then my eyes will smile, and my soul will lift, knowing that the happiness I thought was in the memories of days gone by, is really in the love of the moment of time that I was given with her.
Man what a trip down memory lane. Thanks
So about the long reply but you started it!