Bridge To a Memory

Walks we took, across the bridge and down the ridge we'd climb He'd catch himself to shorten steps, while I'd be stretching mine With fields to plow, and milking cows, yet he always made the time One look beyond the bridge of time, and childhood can rewind Those summer days, soon passed away, yet love just lingers on How simple all the world seemed then, unfurled beneath the sun Together we would brew mischief, while chewing juicy gum We'd talk about most anything, and walk till the daylight dimmed I'd look to him, with questions, grand, then, he would give them thought He'd scratch his head, and often said, "I'll answer the best that I can" Then explain in words I understood, and knew that less was good "How many stars are in the sky?" ..."Well, Sugar Pie,... a lot!!" If I could choose a single day .....across the span of time... Where the sun was gold, the stream was cold, the skies were bluer blue A quiet place...his whiskered face, the grace he showed to me We'd walk our pace, across the bridge, where greener grass would grow.... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------