The olden days

After two years, I went back to my place, 2 years of work now a break, I called my friend Jake, after a long time, as the phone rang my heart skipped a beat "Hello" after years a sound of friendship, we slowly reunited and then we made a schedule for our special occasion , I started the car and started the journey , after half way , I slowly faded away to the song , but then a familiar place , I saw the kl license plate, my hometown as, the tree grows old and the smell untouched , I felt at home , the green leaf and the cracked road school was a small river,the shop with people smiling, it brought me home , the shool bus with the kids jumping up and down reminded me of home , then soon enough I reached home. then after 2 house I went to meet my friend , then of course hewas , late but then a big surprise came my whole gang arrived and we reunited, the joy the later and the friendship.