Distant echoes come cross the valley floor;
Remind me of when I was young.
Puddles splash, rain chills, right to the core
But no matter, we were just having fun.
As we grew life’s path took a serious edge,
We schooled, we learned a new way;
Armed now with a plethora of life’s knowledge
We became adults, more work and less play.
As life and time meters on as we cope,
We take stock, we treasure our good friends,
And then there is you, the knot at the end of my rope,
You tie all my beginnings to their ends.