Golden Pond

I was raised in the sticks where you never saw a cop It was easily a two mile walk to the school bus stop How I got to Thrillva's house was simply by hitching We would hurry to the pond with no intention of fishing Both emancipated and married when we hit seventeen What a stir we made when we opted for the city scene Within a few years the city life had choked us out So we moved to Alaska in a magical walkabout Bought a hillside cabin house and had two daughters Cherished annual vacations in Hawaii's warm waters We are proud grandparents now whose lives are full Still live in the small town what most consider dull