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It's a quiet neighborhood these days
With all the children grown and away
Some stayed close to their hometown
And some moved far away, can't be found.


You know Siggy and me have always been here
In the same old houses that have held up dearly
Remember the old days, when we played out late
And our mamas were calling as we reached the gate.


Them was the good ole days, we played with dolls
But we really liked to watch and play leap frog.
Remember all the frogs that came out each year
And we never did one time, have anything to fear.








There weren't any other girls in our neighborhood
So we played boy games and learned to chop wood.
These old houses got awfully cold back then
Didn't have no heat pumps to blow the heat in.


But we didn't know any better, we were used to the cold
We thought it was the way of life until we got old.
We were so innocent and had so much to learn
About coal burning furnaces, and money earned.



But as we got older, the play time had ended
We both found jobs, but had to watch our spending.
We'd give our Pa's money to help out
And they'd always be so thankful, there was no doubt.






Well, as time went on, so did we.
We met some fellas, our husbands to be.
We had some children of our own to raise
But we stayed in touch, during them days.


Our thoughts often came back here to home
And all the fun we had as younguns
We tried to teach our children about forever friends
And how important they would be, even to the end.


No one should go through life without at least one,
But it was always nice to have more when you're young.
Because when you get up in years and stay at home
With friends close by,  you don't feel so all alone.








Our children are all grown up now and we have grands
But they never once did put a cramp in our plans.
We have had a very long and blessed life
And the good Lord has always protected us from strife.


Now we are back to stay and call this home again
Our folks have gone on to the Promised Land
Our husbands too, we have out lived them all
Our children live away, but they give us calls.


We've been best friends close to a century now
The Lord surely knew to put us together somehow.
We've lived our lives, and have had a wonderful time
We even got indoor plumbing now, that's mighty fine.









Written By Shirley Barr
March 3, 2005
A story of friendship that could have been true !
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