LOOKING BACK
by Gerard J. Surprenant

On a night so quiet and serene,
My deepest thoughts turn to the day
When the child of my mind, so keen,
Thought of not but game and play.

At the time with no concern
Of things that should have been;
Of great ideas and dreams that turn
Many children into men.

Now, looking back, all I can see
Is a lad whose heart and mind
Were always filled with days of glee
A special teacher of a kind.

Those wondrous days, they now have passed,
One thing I've found that's true.
Happiness in a person's past
Surely makes the present do.

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