A child is climbing a twisted tree,
Another rides her bike;
These are memories of yesteryear,
When my girls were but tykes.

Romping in the snow,
Swimming in a brook;
One loved the outdoors,
Another loved her books.

Memories of yesteryears,
Include happiness and sorrow;
But I pray I can recall them,
Both today and tomorrow.

I remember many loved ones,
Some have passed on now;
We had such adventures,
As brides and moms learning how.

And when my children are old,
I hope I'll hear them cheer;
Mom sure taught us the value
Of memories of yesteryear.