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Simple Times
16 April 2011 9:40 PM Those simple times When big brother was blind The tube was just for the news The easy chair, dad was there we helped him with his shoes For a hard days work a home cooked supper his reward A post and plank worn smooth by shoes a childs slideing board Relatives visit meant late night play Chasing fire flys hide and seek and singing lessons from Kay Church on wensday twice on sunday A time of freinds a time to pray Pray we did and worship for sure Singing so loud it was heard by our Lord Mountain hikes with my buddy Greg Eating blackberries and picking thorns from my leg Dreams of the future and the girls down the road Learning the difference between frogs and toads Those were times that went by fast Those were times that could not last A Time of sunshine a time of fun A shots echo from the valley below and off we run Now my clock ticks fast as theirs is wound Before they know their feet will touch ground And with their dreams of tomorrow off they will run Occasionally looking back remembering the fun Of those simple times oh those dear simple times When big brother was blind
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