It's been a while dear friend of mine
Since we shared our childhood schemes
We've had ourselves a lifetime
Far different from our dreams
Do you recall, we used to sit
How we would talk in whispers
With heads bent, almost touching
We were as close as sisters
Everything then seemed possible
And might someday come true
At least that's how it felt to me
While whispering with you
I look back fondly on those times
From the life I'm living know
I find myself so grateful
They helped shape me somehow
That life is so very different
From our whispered schemes
Matters not one little bit to me
I cherish childhood dreams
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