Memories Among the Ruins

" Memories Among the Ruins " Yesterday I visited home and was greeted only by memories Gone were the familar houses left were crumbled ruins beyond the trees No longer did children play bringing laughtor to this place our swing lay broken on the ground now rotton lumber gone to waste Each of us grew up here leaving a part of us behind Sadly I stood there wishing for a child I can never again find I saw many things amid the ruins though all had been gone many years There were no more ballgames or happy childish cheers Animals that were once our friends are burried beneath an old oak Once speacial toys have long been gone just as Kenneths darn billy goat Strangley I could hear faint calls of Moma calling us to eat But I knew it was only my imagination caused by the heat I can not restore yesterday nor the child I once was I can only drift back occasionally as I am sure most of us does