Childhood Memories My father’s great example I received from up above I had my mom’s encouragement And both my parent’s love Through sibling fights, and troubled nights While moving town to town From tying shoes to driving cars They never let me down My father was a busy man Whose time was never free But every time he got a chance He’d spend that time with me I remember all the picnics The camping and the fun The vacations with my family And everything we’ve done Even through my teenage years When it seemed I knew it all They scooped me up and brushed me off Whenever I would fall They helped me though the troubled times The good times and the bad And cheered me through the victories I very seldom had My childhood is over now And all my teenage strife I’m on the dawn of another day In this chapter of my life                                               Thal Dixon                                                       1990
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