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.
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