The sky is blue and it reminds me...

Lots of work to keep me busy, but on the 1/4 mile walk back to the dorms i cant help but let my mind wander.

I think of the beautiful days past, back when i was a kid. I would come home from school, and Nonna would be there waiting for me. Normaly with some kid of snack. She was a stern woman and she would make sure i had a full glass of milk with my cookies. She would then take inventory on our homework even though there was no way she could help us with it. She only went to school for a few years in Italy. We would then wander outside, and she would watch me and my brother play. We once taught her how to play basketball. She dident like playing though, thought it was silly.

Is it posable that that was even the same life? I dont know, but I know I miss her more then anything and she is not even gone yet.