Growing Old

Mom holds my hand as i throw pennies to make a wish Dad fixes my rod to teach me how to fish High school my fist true love kiss Now i am in collage and my parents i miss A seven hour journey so my parents can see the gran baby We take turns driving me and my lady Were all dressed up dads funeral's today Words written down on paper so i know what to say Another seven hour journey back home To pick up mom so shes not alone Mom was with us a year before her time Didn't know she was sick she said she was fine A new gran baby is shortly to arrive I have a three hour trip i get in my car and drive Made it in time a new bundle of joy Wish ma was here to see how he looks like are boy