Memories

Follow me down 
To the old oak tree
Where the sunshine shines
And the blackbirds sing
On the top of the hill
By the little house
Where all you can hear
Is the sound of that warm summer breeze
Past the flower garden and the tomato plants
To the evergreen tree and the homemade swing

Lay down a blanket
And lie in the grass
Look up at the clouds as they pass
And laugh

Come with me 
To my childhood memories
At the big tree with the swing on the hill

Take a ride with me
To the cemetery
On the 3 wheeler we've had for years
Or down to the swamp 
Where we used to swim and fish
And shoot cans with a beebee gun

Kick off your shoes
And dig your toes in the mud
A the bottom of the flooded road
Listen to the locusts buzz and the owls hoot
To the water rushing by

Sit on the porch 
And watch the cars go by
And enjoy the little things in life

Remember the good times
Playing Clue at the table
Unplanned visits
And Saturday mornings
Daddy dancing on the tractor
Momma braiding my hair

Follow me to my memories
To the place that made me Me