I can remember the fondness of the days of my youth,
even though I haven't reached the age of long in the tooth.
The memories of that old house I remember with a lil grin,
as I remember our family making it through thick and thin.
Your home is a place where memories are daily made,
and even as time passes by the decades they do not fade.
So this makes it something to think about in your daily life,
to try and make them as pleasant as can be....without strife.
I was like most and took love and appreciation as the norm,
not knowing in the neighborhood life took a different form.
How fortunate I truly was as was chosen by an adoption,
meaning I was truely wanted by them as it was their option.
Baseball games and their interest in all the things that I did,
as I look back and realize their affection....I was one lucky kid.
They stuck with me early on as and always believed in me,
through illness and cerebral palsy and they helped free to me.
Now nothing is resembling the trembling that I used to have,
as their love, the doctors and Gods healing was a sweet salve.
But I look back and often think just what might have been,
if it hadnt been for Gods guidance with them...way back when.
I sadly lost them when I was but barely the age of young man,
as death overtook them and I accept it as part of God's plan.
So when you lose people that guide you and mean so much,
its ok to think back and remember their kind and loving touch.
So today I want to say that it's not forgotten and reminised,
because real love is a comfort and it is very greatly missed.
So I can remember because its a thing that I will want to do,
and remember to build memories so your kids will remember too
Dennis Thompson 7-2004
