The fond memories of my childhood
Linger in my heart on this rainy day
Back to when life was much simpler
It's now I wish it had stayed that way
I remember rain on that old tin roof
Somehow it would lull me to sleep
So poor our tick was filled with straw
Precious memories I will ever keep
With an old dry cell radio to listen to
For there was no electric in our home
We would listen to different stations
There we could let our minds roam
Today we have modern conveniences
I would trade them all to go back to then
God gave me that peaceful time of life
In Heaven, He will give it back again
copyright © 2011 By Acie
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