A plethora of books, a degree, when I cease to be, who will remember me? Laughter with friends, me caught in the lense, who will remember me? These thoughts in my head, gone once dead, who will remember me?
A plethora of books, a degree, when I cease to be, who will remember me? Laughter with friends, me caught in the lense, who will remember me? These thoughts in my head, gone once dead, who will remember me?
Especially when you do not have children!
An interesting comment, thanks. Kevin
WE WILL KEVIN π
Thanks! Likewise I shall remember you! Kevin
You’re not easy to forget!
Thank you! best, Kevin