Do you remember,
camping out?
How your dad was mad,
cause we laughed too loud?
How we wished apon,
some shooting stars?
Did they come true,
those wishes of ours?

Do you rember Aaron Carter?
yeah, those were the days,
how we left reality,
in a foggy haze?
How we had to come back,
to cut blackberries?
The rest of our yardwork,
varies and varies.

Do you remember the trails
we made with such ease?
Or when we got lost,
in the ‘Dark Forrest’ trees?
Remember singing untill,
we came to the log,
that we had set,
our sweaters on?

Do you remember fourth grade,
when you first came?
How about fifth,
my lions mane?
Sixth and seventh,
flew by fast,
I wish the rest of our years,
would last.