My Living Sister

That place where memories linger beyond the towering pines Where a limb held swing Once tethered on higher hopes That stretched the ropes On laughter that knew no bounds That place where memories linger Just there beyond the pines And on that minute past, when all of light turn dark alas And time and weather hungered ever That wood and rope could not last But out such things did a goodness hold on laughter swung out fearless, bold higher, ever higher! to time and weather That place where memories linger Just there beyond the pines -