I had a birthday recently, yesterday as a matter of fact, and the occasion caused me to reflect on how the years affected my youthful dreams.

When I was but a child my dreams were never

Without a playful laugh, and without care

I knew it all would last somehow forever

I knew my parents always would be there

My teens I spent adrift like many others

With sports and girls and dances then my life

The neighborhood good guys were all my brothers

And from my sister’s friends I’d choose a wife

My youth was filled with plans of life tomorrow

It mattered not if dreams were small or great

Like most of us our dreams lead but to sorrow

For dreams are overtaken oft by fate

My children came and filled my life with lightness

I dreamed not that their lives be filled with gold

But only that their lives be filled with brightness

And bless me with a grandchild when I’m old

My dreams have all come true and that’s a blessing

I have a wife I’ve loved since first we met

My children gave me grandkids and I’m guessing

My life’s about as good as it can get

My childhood dreams are still as bright as ever

My parents are still young and always near

The dreams we dream through life we cannot sever

They stay with us as long as we are here