By Old FashionGirl

17 YEARS
17 years I soon shall be
What Blissful memories I have,
Of bygone days and happy ways,
My feet have danced along.

I remember the times of sadness,
When happiness was gone,
But I remember gladness,
That broke with tide 'n dawn,

I recall all the seasons,
Which I embraced with glee,
Of Summer woods and winter goods,
And all that's in between,

I can feel my memories,
Dance back in my head,
Of mother's kiss and Father's wish,
And grandma's warm, soft bed,

I can taste the chocolate cake,
Tingling back in my mouth,
The pies and breads and happy spreads,
That mother was known to make,

I can see my dollies,
Lined up in dainty dress,
With lace and bows and lovely throws,
With hats and caps no less,

But of all the things I can recall,
Of all I can revision and see,
I remember the best and'll happily atest,
To God's precious promises to me!