Robert Had a Good Start

Robert was eleven, it was like heaven
Mom and Dad kept him safe and sound
He spent all his days running around

Life was simple, back then
No cell phones, or streaming
He was filled with dreaming

He dreamed of a drum set
And a spitfire red Schwinn
Riding to the pool for a swim

He remembered his teachers
Who worked hard to help him
And filled his life to the brim

The past has written its song
The present sings the new
The future will wait for you