My mind drifts far away to the memories of yesteryear
The simple things in life memories  that are so dear 

The lessons we learned down by the creek
Some I can tell, some I can't. The girls would peek

We didn't know we were poor. Everybody was alike for  sure. 

I wouldn't take anything for the lessons learned 
From Dem thar Hills, where my heart still yearns

April 4, 2024
Mark Waldrop