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The Pond

During our time spent in old Blue There was a pond up the road That we liked to go to Didn’t matter if it was hot or froze When we were bored Off to the pond we’d go There were many good times there So many recollections to share There were way to many days Where on the bank we would stay Fishing pole in one hand And if we were lucky In the other hand, a soda can Sit on the bank and fish all day Just to pass the time away One day we had quite a scare As I felt a tug on my line I pulled as hard as I dared And you would never guess What went flying through the air? It was large and round And gave us all a fright We thought it a monster Upon first sight It landed behind us At the edge of the woods Creeping close to take a look As only kids would Much to our surprise And much to our dismay I had done went and caught A huge snapping turtle that day! Another memory that I recall Was when the pond was frozen We’d have us a ball On the ice all day we’d skate That little pond Seemed as big as a lake Skating on ice Until our calves would hurt And getting up off our butts Became way too much work Round and round the pond we’d go We loved the cold and the snow The fun we had back then I’ll remember time and again For when a little pond I find A little memory stirs inside Of days of freedom and lots of fun Beside the pond, sitting in the sun

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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