Remember the times we had before,
the laughter when we'd play?
Running thru the hills and streams,
taking it day by day.
And how we'd lay in bed at night,
and try to go to sleep.
Thinking about the fun we had
and memories to keep.
Remember wishing of being old,
the things that we would do?
Doing things our own way,
I know I did, did you?
And now it's here, the time we wished
was sooner than we knew,
but there's still laughter in our laugh.
It stayed with us as we grew.
Albert Joe Hickerson
Copyright �2001 Albert Hickerson
