Change and Grow

My old man was kicking a can It made him happy even as a kid Ya know young old me I loved my hackie sacks I'd kick till I was tired and then go take a nap You know my poor old man you know he lost his wife 15 yrs and he was still happy at night She died of cancer but he knew someday, he'd feel her warm loving arms and beautiful face. In each generation their are popular things, to mold the generations is easier than you think. I soon had a sister about 5 years back, she loved to hoola hoop just like her grandma had. Now I have a brother born about 3 years back he loved to hop scotch and throw those rocks. Now yesterdays here and yesterdays gone but tommorow will bring another popular song. I stand here at the alter with my beautiful wife, shes carrying my daughter. Oh does she look devine! Oh its 1 month later and my old man passed away! I wish I could have seen his eyes dancing as he met his beautiful wife again! OH, I'm so happy living and so happy lovin. My wifes pregnant again with my very first son! Now I need for you to help me and pray they say hes stuck and not sure that they can both make it! I am happy on the outside strong for them both, dieing inside wanting the best for them and a little hope! The cycle of living and the cycle of life will be a toy brought back from the 60's Or my grandpa meeting his lovely wife!