Each time I ride through the country
And pass an old barn or country home
I find myself retrogressing backwards
To happy times in my life that are gone.



Many of us have memories in our minds
Of things that happened many years ago
Pictures sometime refreshes our memories
A special gift to us God did bestow.



When the skies are dark and rain falls
Like it's doing here this wet damp day
I find myself in a happy melancholy mood
About my past in each and every way.
Ralph L. Clark© June 3, 2009
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