When the Cousins Came

by Bill Dotson

I remember a time way back when, as a country boy, I had lots of friends
But a summer event stands out in my mind.
Me and my brother sat in the yard, watching the lane for an uncle’s car;
I still remember the times when the cousins came.

When the cousins came we all played and had a good time.
Kick-the-can and wiffle ball in Grandpa’s front yard.
The old bean tree made a good first base, hide-&-seek or just a chase.
Those were all good times when the cousins came.

Spending time down in the woods, and wad’n the creek was always good.
And when it rained we even played inside!
Sometimes we didn’t have ‘nuff toys to share with all the cousin boys.
Still it was a great time when the cousins came.

When the cousins came we all played and had a good time.
Kick-the-can and wiffle ball in Grandpa’s front yard.
The old bean tree made a good first base, hide-&-seek or just a chase.
Those were all good times when the cousins came.

When the cousins came we’d catch lightening bugs at nighttime.
And sneak a piece of candy offa Grandma’s pantry shelf.
We’d sit in front of the old fireplace and scream like girls at a shadow face.
I won’t forget the times when the cousins came.

Thank you Lord for the times when the cousins came.


About the Writer

Bill Dotson is a 71-year-old former teacher, coach and administrator who has retired four times from different organizations. He has been married for 51 years, has four successful sons and four wonderful grandchildren. Bill volunteers often and serves in several capacities at his church. He loves gardening, woodworking and writing. God has gifted him as a teacher, encourager, writer and blogger, and he wants to serve in any way he can.


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