I can still hear the laughter
I can still see the smiles
I can still climb the highest mountain,
While remembering days gone by

I can still sail across the ocean
In a boat so small
And climb the mightiest tree of all

I can still ride a bike
I can still fly like the wind,
While remembering the scraped knees
That my mother would mend

I can still dance in puddles left by the rain
Play jacks and baseball,
Play with trucks and trains

I can still dance, play baseball, and smile
I’m just a little slower now, it takes me awhile

I can still ride a bike and fly like the wind
If only it didn’t hurt for my knees to bend

I can still sail the ocean in a boat so small
I can still climb the tallest tree of all

Yes, I can still hear the laughter
I can still see the smiles
Only it’s different now, it takes me awhile.

Copyright^© 2002 Patricia Crosby