Remembering The Blackbirds Poem by B.J. Ayers

Once upon a time, I was a little boy
Jumping and playing and having fun
No worries or troubles to interfere
While playing with my favorite toy

Then I grew, so quickly it seemed
Becoming a teenager, over night
The girls were so pretty, I hadn't noticed
It didn't take long, my eyes just beamed

I dated, played sports, and became a jock
Never considered, it was time to think
Another life waited, as time flew by
Graduation next, for me and my flock

We Blackbirds scattered, our separate ways
Many to college or work, but a few to war
Experiencing life, and growing up fast
Creating memories, to last through days

We had our families; our children grew fast
Now they have families for us to love
To give us more memories to take along
As we grow older, as long as we last

We remember it all as time flies by
When we were young and energy filled
Old Blackbirds we were, and will always be
Blackbirds we are, and we will always fly

Life will end, no need to fear
For some may asks, in days to come
Tell me Grandpa, who Blackbirds were
The Best ever son, with a smile and a tear