That lazy old hound he lays right there
Just look at him, you need not stare
He'll bite your nose and lick your toes
That lazy old hound with the little black nose
He growls and barks with a furious fight
That lazy old hound that sleeps here at nite                      
He gets into the garbage and scatters it round
Ain't that just like that lazy little hound
His ears stick up so high and mighty
With him around, it's hard to be tidy.
                               By Connie Hopkins

Oh the memories of yesteryears
With some, you smile
And some, you cry
Memories sing you a song
And then say good-bye
It happens all the time
And that can be fine
But, you remember at your own cost
Because some memories
Sure can make you feel lost
Memories are fine
When they keep their place
Memories that don't cause your mind to race.
                                                        By Connie Hopkins

Rain, rain falling down
Oh, how soft you hit the ground
You make things grow
And smell so sweet
With luck, you will repeat
And again you will fall
To make things grow tall
With pedals of colors
And blades of green
The most beautiful sight
Ever to be seen.
                            By Connie Hopkins

To me, time is like space
Fill it and there is no waste
Children are precious
They come in time
The circle of love
They finish just fine
A golden ring seems to say
Love will be endless if you go my way.
                                By Connie Hopkins

I hear you, I see you, but can't feel you
I reach out to you and your not there
So where are you, where are you?

If I can see you why can't I touch you
I hear you, but can't understand you
The love I feel in my heart has turned to pain
The hurt stays in my heart and my father I will miss you

You won't be there when I need you
We can't talk because you're gone
I cannot call you or run to you where you are
Because where you are I am not for now allowed.
                                  By Connie Hopkins

Now I lay me down
Try never to have a frown
I look up through the trees
I can really see the breeze
Through the air I watch them fall
The colors of Winter and Fall
And thank you Lord for them all.
                                      By Connie Hopkins

When I got married
Joe picked the song
"Take The Ribbon From Your Hair"
This was our first dance
He asks the band to play it and why
The band announced it, and Joe and I danced to it
It was the father and daughter dance
He was so sweet to think of it.
                               By Connie Hopkins