Once again I’m tredding,
On the familiar,
Yet now on the unfamiliar.
It’s all there though, I know
Just in different form, some things fell,
Some things rose and soared.
I know this place; it’s engraved in my memory forever.
All the laughter, all the mud
All the solitary tramps I had on the first snow,
We fished
The leaves out of the stream
We made tea,
From the ever shining spring sun.


I want to go, to run,
Oh yes, face the unfamiliar with me.
You can run head, just wait,
please wait for me to catch up.
I’ll always wait.