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Good Ole Days
JF jim foulk (july 7,1943 / des moines iowa)

Good Ole Days

Oh, the good ole days,
why can't this day be,
the good ole days
thinking of those days,
long ago, when old age,
was on the horizon,
childhood just a step behind,
yesterday just a memory,
childhood memories when,
oh, so carefree
today the present,
will be those good ole days,
when old age is upon us
we once again wished we
were back in time and,
oh so care free.


wrote 12-31-06

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Comments (1)

i like this...so true of everyone, wanting to go back to the past when things seemed easier than they are today.