The setting sun in the winter skies br Reflected dimly in the old man's eyes. br On a patio porch in a plastic chair br Close beside him his dog lay there. br Near a busy street in a bustling town br His life was lived and now ran down. br But for the dog, the man was alone br With his memories of days long gone. br Visions of childhood danced in his head br Bittersweet memories of friends long dead, br A time when living was near pure joy br For the forming mind of a good little boy. br When colors were bright and everything new br And the wide day sky always seemed so blue. br When people were always good and kind br And true loving hearts ruled every mind.