As I looked out while driving down the road
Gazed, I, on a stack of lumber and wood
And thinking back upon fond memories
Lamented the building no longer stood
Oh, the place was one I did not enjoy
Where, once, I was forced to be long ago
But, thoughts of my companions made me weep
For, that known haunt I'll never again go
But, life rolls on without heed to my heart
Progress takes sacrifice once in a while
But, will I remember memories there?
Will I remember my grandmother's smile?
Those images lie deep within my heart
Where no earthly advancement may destroy
Yet, I wondered, now, what I could recall
From those carefree days when I was a boy
And, I prayed as the light went red to green
That I'd forever remember my past
All that which made me who I am today
Will, deep within my soul, forever last
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