Regenerations

At first i saw it in his smile, then i heard it in his voice.
My mind went racing back to when the men were still just boys.
He looks much like his dad did then, he makes us laugh the same.
It is clear my brother\'s given him much more then just his name.

They say the girls each look like me, i wasn\'t really sure.
But after spending time with them, i see it more and more.
That certain look, that special smile,sometimes the way we walk.
I even heard my voice come back when one of them would talk.

This newer generation, attractive bright and caring,
Help make us all appreciate this special time we\'re sharing.
We never been perfect, and we may never be,
But i thank God that I\'m part of this great family.

We\'ve had so many good times, we\'ve had our share of bad.
and we can reminisce for days about the times we\'ve had
At times we\'re close,sometimes were not, most times we\'re in the middle.
But deep inside we\'re side by side, each proud to be a Hittle

written by Marilyn R. Cochran

posted by jessica hittle

R.I.P Rogie 1976-2006