I Miss

"I miss Saturday mornings with Soul Train, When brothers and sisters would take a ride to release their pain. I miss Momma's twice-baked sweet potato pie, She didn't have a recipe, she just baked with love so she didn't have to try. I miss long rides with Daddy with all the windows down with some nice Blues, Just riding and nodding and Daddy telling me, "Son, whenever you try, you can never lose." I miss the rapturous feeling of asking a pretty girl for her hand for a dance, To feel her feminine embrace and to cherish a moment of chance. From time to time, I sit and reminisce, Such lovely thoughts, images, and sounds I sorely miss."