We did a lot of growth in our old youth club.

Had good role models enabling us to develop.

They gotta take some credit for how we turned out. Also lot we did in our gathering that was just part of who we were becoming.

Experimental activities. Alone time while we fell in love.

Sharing music, long walks home, passion.

But the innocence was being lost.

We grew apart, many never to meet again.

But in vaults of my mind, windmill of memories occasionally reminds me, you, others, of Yesterday once more.