Let's take a trip down my memory lane.
When I first tried Strawberry-plucking (or whatever you call it),
When we still used to hang out,
When we still used to do stupid things together,
When I first got to know Gary,
When I was barely 13,
When everyone was younger,
When I spent my first Christmas in Powerhouse & when JonTan was still around ):
When I took my first picture with Joy,
When I didn't even know what I was capable of,
When my hair was shorter,
When I could put everything down & be stupid,
When we were all dressed up,
When we all were in pretty dresses,
When none of it was so screwed up,
When my baby was still around,
When we were all having fun at Tabbi's,
When Stuart didn't seem THAT tall,
When Fiona still had her long hair,
& when I had my short hair,
When I had my heart shattered,
When I barely knew Sam,
When I was trying to behave like a kid because it was Children's Day,
When I smiled & took this picture with my toes in the sand,
When we all had our final gathering as 3e4,
When Zakir still has his blonde, mohawk hair,
When I just simply had nothing else to do,
When Fiona was sleeping so soundly,
When I still had my Tigger comb,
When we were still the young artists at work,
When I'd used to go out gallivanting with Fiona,
When Gary was still around,
When I got so fascinated by the white dog that was on the wall at Marina,
When this picture was still my primary picture on Friendster,
When I was still so much in love,
When I would give all of me,
& when me & my rockers had this field all to ourselves.
It's been such a long way & I know I have a much longer way to go.
I'm still quite amazed at how much I've grown over the years, a couple of years sure makes a big difference & though there have been quite some paths that I never should've taken, I'm glad God sustained me through all the good & bad times
I've never really been able to say this in the past, but I guess whatever's meant to be, would work out perfectly.
Father, thank You for the nail pierced hands & the blood You've shed, in You I've been found & once again I commit everything into your loving hands.
I've never really been able to say this in the past, but I guess whatever's meant to be, would work out perfectly.
Father, thank You for the nail pierced hands & the blood You've shed, in You I've been found & once again I commit everything into your loving hands.
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