Do you remember?
Twirling round and round
Rolling down a backyard hill
Picking dandelions and watching
Bugs under a rock...tasting sour
Grass as you laid back and
Watched jet clouds over head.
Do you remember playing baseball,
With a ghost runner? I remember
Summer nights catching lighting
Bugs by the dozen. Weekends meant
Barbecues with the neighbors. Watermelon
Seed spitting contest.
Do you remember your first lemonade stand?
Smell of fresh mowed grass. The sting of a
Willow tree lash. Nightly hide-n-seek games
And what about those bananas seat bikes?
What ever happen too those grass stained knees
Whatever happens too snowmen and snowball
Fights? Where did backyard baseball go?
Hot wheel races?
Sadly the been replaced with TV and computers
And over priced sports leagues. Children today
Will never understand the simple joys of yesteryears.
So goodbye grass stained knees and dandelion bouquets.
snowcones and four leaf clover hunts say good-bye too
Sunday dinners at grandma's with aunts and uncles and cousins too
say good bye to traditions one last time...for they are gone and been
misplaced...
