Memories of a special kind Life lived in a different time Treasures locked within my mind Love without a tie to bind Simple life raised on a farm Loved, protected, safe from harm Nestled in my Mother's arms Big fireplace to keep me warm Memories of the feather bed Where I used to lay my head After evening prayers were said Peaceful slumber with no dread Daddy plowing in the field Working hard for Autumn's yield Feeling happy and fulfilled When work ethic was instilled Two room school house on a hill Walking there thru cotton field Beautiful memories with me still I treasure these and always will ©Jack Young September 24, 2002 Used With Permission All Rights Reserved By Author Mail






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