Tender YearsA Poem by Honey-BeeEarly Tender years Holding hands under the stars Nights at the Drive in I love those tender years Waiting for a phone call They were like a shining knight Playing on the beach all day Riding horses by the shore Watching the sun sink in the ocean Painful were goodbyes OOH! Tender years © 2014 Honey-BeeReviews
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