But when our recess was over,
Most of us hadn't found any.
Our teacher would doze off to sleep
And back we would go to the clover,
Hoping no one would wake her
For recess period was over.
The leaves would soon start to fall
And one recess you would see
Minnie come in with a lap-full
Of beechnuts from the beechnut tree.
Then it would start all over;
The bell, and the scramble to see,
With the clover bed forgotten,
Who could beat to the beechnut tree.
When the school term finally ended,
There was gladness in every heart.
There were little huddles together,
Laughing and talking before they part.
There was Beck, Minnie, Pearl and Nancy;
Gig, Gladys, Sadie and Soup.
No one had clothes that were fancy
But everyone was happy in this group.
When I am alone, all alone.
And my memory returns to those years,
I can see all my schoolmates and family,
And know they were my most precious years.
My heart still lives in memories
Of those years and wonderful ways,
And if I could swap them for riches,
I'd swap not even one day.
Those days are gone forever
They remain in memory only.
But sometimes in thinking about them,
My eyes are tearful, my heart lonely.
Please turn back "Time" and let me be
Back with those friends at the beechnut tree.
Back to the teacher and the friends that I knew;
Back to Mill Creek and the old church pew;
Back to those days of long, long ago,
And let eternal ages flow.
Contact Alyce Faye Bragg at alycef...@citlink.net or write to 2556 Summers Fork Road, Ovapa, WV 25164.