When was just a tiny kid.
Do you remember when,
The time you kissed my bruises,
Or cleaned by soiled chin ?
You scrambled for the balls l hit. (Short-winded more than not.)
Yet, every time we'd play a game.
You praised the"outs" l caught.
It seems like only yesterday,
You wiped away my tears,
And late at night l called your name, To chase away my fears.
Though time has changed your handsome grip,
Your hair is snowy white,
You gait's a little slower now,
Thick glasses help your sight.
Oh, do I thirst for years gone by.
To be that growing lad.
Re-living all of the memories,
Of growing with my dad.