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 Thank You For The Memories

Time is forever

yet is never here for long

Only if your clever

You'll treasure it before its gone

~~~~~~~~Brendah Burns

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I remember being young.
I remember playing hide & seek.
I remember the day that;
I wouldn't put on my shoes.
You hand-cuffed me;
to that old singer sowing-machine.
Until I put them on.
Well by that time you Had lost the key.
I don't remember quite how you got me free;
But when you did, you, mom, and me;
We had t take that long, long, walk to school.

I remember that one snow day;
before I even started school.
I was use to having my way.
Along with all the morning cartoons.
I was at the T.V. when you came into the living room.
You said just a little while; Just a show or two.
Well when Andy Griffith went off.
So did all the morning cartons.
I don't remember where I learned the words.
I think I was all of four.
I don't think you, mom, or I;
Could ever forget just what I said.
" Hey F#*! You Andy Griffith"
And what was that?
" F#*! You Too Craig"
How mad I got over those stupid cartoons.
I think I got madder still that X-mas morning;
When Dad came into the living room;
He said that you were gone.

All I could hear, were the screams from Our Mom.
Dad flew out the door, to Your house.
Remember that cross He wore around his neck.
Well It disappeared the night before.
And to this day still has not been found.
I remember Mom sitting on the couch.
She couldn't seem to speak at all.
I seemed to me more than 1/2 her soul;
and sanity was in a instant gone.

I remember all the anger.
All my fears seemed to disappear;
When I got mad kicked the wall.
I fell asleep the night before;
In my clothes boots and all.
In all that morning confusion.
I went into my room.
I turned the stereo on so loud.
I don't know how she heard me;
When I yelled.
"I got my foot stuck in the wall"!

I don't know why You went -out that way!
I still can't believe your gone.
I'll always remember the fun we had.
All the crazy thing we did.
Thank you for all the memories;
Be them good or bad.

Now I'm nearly thirty;
When I look at my oldest son and my baby girl.
What I see is a Junior you and a baby me.
He loves her like you always loved me;
She seems to love him just the same;
As I loved you or maybe even more.
Thank you for the memories I love them just the same.

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