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Precious Moments

I remember slammin’ that screen door      
My grandma would tan my hide        
I remember drivin’ a TO-Thirty Five        
My Grandpaw he was right there by my side        
I remember the love at Sunday dinner        
My Mother sayin’ out of the kitchen until it’s done
I remember mastering shifter of a fifty three        
My Daddy yellin’ don’t ride the clutch, son
     
Maybe I was to young        
Maybe I was self centered        
Or maybe I was full of foolish pride        
I guess I took so much for granted        
I thought these things would always last        
Time has moved on, it went by oh so fast        
I wish faded photographs didn’t make me cry        
I wish precious moments would never die        
       
I remember her eyes as she said we had it all        
It didn’t last and I was asking God why        
I remember a picture and a blind date        
Six kids and now thirty years have gone by        
I remember feeling alone out there on a farm        
She made feel alive whispering forever and a day           
       
Maybe I was to young        
Maybe I was self centered        
Or maybe I was full of foolish pride        
I guess I took so much for granted        
I thought these things would always last        
Time has moved on, it went by oh so fast        
I wish faded photographs didn’t make me cry        
I wish precious moments would never die    
       
(Instrumental)    
     
I remember my baby sister getting her wings        
I still remind God it was way too soon    
     
Maybe I was to young        
Maybe I was self centered        
Or maybe I was full of foolish pride        
I guess I took so much for granted        
I thought these things would always last        
Time has moved on, it went by oh so fast        
I wish faded photographs didn’t make me cry        
I wish precious moments would never die        
       
I wish faded photographs didn’t make me cry        
I wish precious moments would never die
Written by buddydog
Published | Edited 29th Mar 2020
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