We've
Grown Apart
Staying
up for hours
typing games into the
old Commodore 64, just
in time to try them
out with you.
Though
its eleven
o clock or later we
play them anyway,
while brother bangs
on the wall because
he's trying to sleep.
Sometimes
we watch
tv, or just talk,
and eat till we go
to bed to think or sleep,
but I haven't seen you
lately brother it seems
we've grown apart.
you've
gone your
way and Iv'e gone
mine. Maybe we can get
together and chat awhile
someday.
©
Harley
