If I had the power to turn back the clock. Go back to the house at the end of the block. The house that was home when I was a kid. I know that I'd love it more than I did. If I could be back there at my mothers knee, And hear once again all the things she told me, I'd listen as I never listen before. For she knew so well what life had in store. And all the advice my dad used to give... his voice I'll remember as long as I live: But it didn't seem really important then: What I'd give to live it all over again. And what I would give for the chance I once had, To do so much more for my mother and dad: To give them more joy and a little pain:

A little more sunshine -- a little less rain. But the years roll on and we cannot go back. Whether we were born in a mansion or shack. But we can start right now -- in the hour that's here, To do something more for the ones we hold dear. And since times in its flight is traveling so fast, Let's not spend it regretting that which is past. But let's make tomorrow a happier day, By doing our "good onto others" today, And please remember your mother and dad. For they are the dearest ones you ever had: how true... And God bless everyone in the world -- On this fine day. ~ By John E. Fagan
known as Patsy Fagan