As dusk turns to night,small shadows jump about. They rush past me,hurrying off to their homes. We exchanged a promise there..that was to be our secret treasure. Our precious promise,made one heatr to another. Even now,even now I hold it dear in my heart. Any day now,we'll meet again and I'll fulfill our promise. I live on,hoping for that day to come...any day now. Will you still hold dear...our promise to each other? The seasons have gone by,but still hold out hope...that you are still much the same,and havern,t changed much at all. If we should go bake to our past...Ifwe ever did,then please,oh please I pray from the bottom of of my heart,,,that we'd make the same promise yet again.