As the old man sits on his front porch and swings
He starts to remember all the little things.
He remembers back when he was a little boy
Of all those special homemade toys.
And growing up back in his teenage years
Of all the dares and all his fears.
He thinks of the day he met that special girl
And how at the dance he would give her a twirl. The day they decided to become as one
The birth of their very first son.
And oh what a joy with the birth of a grandchild
The very first look brought a great big smile.
As the sun goes down his smile turns to a frown
As he remember the one saddest day
Of when his wife was taken away.
But then smiles again as he remembers
What God has told him
That someday soon his day will come
And once again they will be as one.