Your Dad and Me

  · “You Dad and Me”

Written by Dick Roberts

Seven and nine years,We would have been,

Camped at the honeysuckle,

You dad and me.

The old palomino,

And dads grey horse Mack.

There for the weekend, Oh how I look back.

Life has its way,

Of changing us all,

For better or worse,

We both made that call.

We drifted apart,For too many years,

Living our lives,

Through the struggle and tears.

They were the good times,

When we were so young,

Life was an adventure,

Troubles we had none.

We knew every gully, And every brumb pad,T

he fishing hole down the creek,

When we were just lads.

Life has its way,

Of changing us all,

For better or worse,

We both made that call.

We drifted apart,

For too many years,

Living our lives,

Through the struggle and tears.

But he’s brought us together,

Before it’s too late,

To re-live the old days,

Again once at mates.

So go catch your pony,

And roll up your swag,

I’ll get the twist tops,

If you’ll get the snags.

There’s one more trip,

That I like to do,
Catching fish at the honeysuckle,

Me dad and you.

Until I wake in the morning,

That’s where I’ll be.

Dreaming of the old days,

Never again will I see.

Seven and nine years,

We would have been,

Camped at the honeysuckle,

You dad and me.T

he old palomino, And dads grey horse Mack,

There for the weekend, Old mate,

let’s go back.

Published by Nelle

I am interested in writing short stories for my pleasure and my family's but although I have published four family books I will not go down that path again but still want what I write out there so I will see how this goes

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