CHILDREN WERE WE

Echoes In time, treasured sounds dreamed In my mind,

From a lifetime ago In a place from the past, a town.

Walking In the streets, a simple time remembered,

Shadows, ghosts of friends’ thought of once In awhile.

Warm Summer’s with not a care In the world for us,

Young were we as If today might be yesterday.

With the wind, the years are swept away Into today,

The voice of a woman, a girl brought from a distant day.

Children were we just a moment ago, only a moment ago,

From a man to a woman again I might know, Images of children,

Thoughts of a place sometimes traveled In my mind alone.

For you,

Keith Garrett