Good Times Long Gone

Good Times... Long Gone My mind goes back to Apple dumplings and BlackBerry dew, Plums and scuppernongs and games of Horshoe, I skint my knee while I was skipping rocks, I ran barefoot through the grass no shoes no socks, Springtime came then summer, then fall, And with eyes wide open I experienced it all, Have you ever caught crickets in mason jars? Or watched fireflies underneath the stars? Have you sipped the nectar from honeysuckle vines? or played in mud puddles and made mud pies? That I must say Indeed was the life, To partake of the world and not have to think twice, The age of innocence is what it was, No harm to any creature nor man nor dove, There was no bitterness, all I felt was love, What happened to those days? They're surely long gone, I wish for them back at the dusk of every dawn, Good times... Long gone.