Apple pie in the oven
I can smell it from the porch swing
Grandma's in the kitchen once more
Childhood memories
Floating through my mind
Cool spring day
Hay freshly bailed
On my ATV
Zigzaging between the bails
Or
Just driving in circles around them
Childhood memories
Floating through my mind
Sitting on the toolbox
Of the tractor while my Grandpa drove
Or
Sitting on his lap steering
Childhood memories
Floating through my mind
Bottle feeding a baby calf
Picking up walnuts
Picking apples straight from the tree
I could go on and on
Memories made in a moment
But
Last a lifetime
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