Just a faded memory lurking
In my brain
Savored for a moment
such a sweet refrain
Takes me back to yesteryear
A glimpse of time so clear
Mother’s voice says, stand still boys
There’s plenty of time to play with toys
Blue Jeans brand spanking new
Four little boys, with no socks or shoes
Standing by the house all smiles
A memory that’s lasted me for miles
A warm summer day in early June
New blue jeans, they’ll be worn out soon
Mama, thanks for capturing the times
And places
Of my four little brothers’ sweet faces
