Paul Gerard Reed - Setting Off

Hands were waved and kisses blown
As the bus slowly pulled away
Chattering and excited, the happy throng
At the start of a brand new day

As their innocence drifts to adulthood
They might recall this youthful heaven
They might remember the golden days
When they were only six or seven

Paul Gerard Reed

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