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What Ever Happened To by gentlegirl
What ever happened to
climbing trees
feeling a breeze
smelling a rose
reading a prose
What ever happened to
walks on the beach
lessons to teach
sunsets to view
going without shoes
What ever happened to
tears in our eyes
happiness we cried
from new baby breath
or loss love in death
What ever happened to
kisses and hugs
or lightening bugs
chasing butterflies
watching the skies
What ever happened to
cute little boys
with Tonka toys
spreading their wings
flying in swings
What ever happened to
laying in grass
smelling fresh air
dancing in rain
with never a care
What ever happened to
the four leaf clover
neighbors coming over
playing catch with dad
calling boys lad
What ever happened to
yes mams, no sirs
morals are a blur
girls with pig tails
writing letters to mail
Can we all choose
bring back the happened to's
have the family again
not just the have been
with the manners and such
the loving of mom's touch
the sharing to each
no cares out of reach
Peace and love for each other
each sister and brother
bring back the helping hand
no payment in demand
A better world it would be
if no color we see
when we talk to each other
as sisters and brothers
at night before sleep
no counting of sheep
with all life's demand
catch hold of God's Hand
climbing trees
feeling a breeze
smelling a rose
reading a prose
What ever happened to
walks on the beach
lessons to teach
sunsets to view
going without shoes
What ever happened to
tears in our eyes
happiness we cried
from new baby breath
or loss love in death
What ever happened to
kisses and hugs
or lightening bugs
chasing butterflies
watching the skies
What ever happened to
cute little boys
with Tonka toys
spreading their wings
flying in swings
What ever happened to
laying in grass
smelling fresh air
dancing in rain
with never a care
What ever happened to
the four leaf clover
neighbors coming over
playing catch with dad
calling boys lad
What ever happened to
yes mams, no sirs
morals are a blur
girls with pig tails
writing letters to mail
Can we all choose
bring back the happened to's
have the family again
not just the have been
with the manners and such
the loving of mom's touch
the sharing to each
no cares out of reach
Peace and love for each other
each sister and brother
bring back the helping hand
no payment in demand
A better world it would be
if no color we see
when we talk to each other
as sisters and brothers
at night before sleep
no counting of sheep
with all life's demand
catch hold of God's Hand
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