| Written by Trish |
I see a home away from home.
I see two pairs of legs racing each other up and down the back corridor of grandma’s house.
I see that one is a leader, the other a follower. Until the roles switch and switch again - just because.
I see a friendship that has a special place above every other. Brothers. Buddies for life.
I see that golden glow, fleeting as the sun begins its evening journey.
I see it all, and I wonder, whether this might be just a dream, and whether this childhood of theirs might be gone before I know it...