Thoughts carry me back to a time
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Watching crawdads swimmin' in a
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Turtles sunning on a log all the day **********************************
An onery billy goat and a **********************************
A big brother of ten with his **********************************
� Martha Franks Dec. 17, 1999
so grand...
Of an old tractor tire filled with
cool moist sand,
June bugs buzzing 'round a bright
porch light,
Playing hide and seek on a starlit
summer night,
Walks in the pasture down by the
pond...
Just two kids doing that of which
a child is most fond..
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favorite water hole,
Catching fish from the pond with
a bamboo pole,
Spraying each other with the
garden hose,
Playing cowboys and indians with
handmade bows,
Snowball fights in the cold
winter air...
Just two kids with plenty of
energy to spare...
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long,
While the ole bullfrog sings his
"courting" song.
Fireflies flickering in the dark
night sky.
The buzzing of a big ole pesky
horse fly.
Shootin' a tin can target with
a be-be gun...
Just two bare foot kids havin'
a lot of fun...
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trustworthy dog,
Little piglets snuggled around
ole Moma hog,
Fuzzy chicks a peepin' under a
light.. keepin' warm
Honey bees on the lawn gathering
into a swarm
The sound of crickets echoing in
the warm night air...
Just two kids playing without a
worry or a care...
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kid sister of six,
Livin' out in the country...back
in the sticks...
Those were the good ole days, I'm
sure he would agree...
We were just two country bumpkins
a runnin'... free!
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Dedicated to my brother, Harold
Thanks for always being there for me
and for all the good times!
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