The Good Old Days
By Cynthia W. (Form 1) Those were the days, the good old days, When I was a child, the queen of our home, Everything depended on me, My needs came first, So tiny was I, yet I ruled them all. Those were the days The good old days,
By Cynthia W. (Form 1) Those were the days, the good old days, When I was a child, the queen of our home, Everything depended on me, My needs came first, So tiny was I, yet I ruled them all. Those were the days The good old days,