Cruisin' Through Lawton

Cruisin’ down Sheridan, my old Ford’s humming loud,

Memories in the rearview, oh they make me proud.

Lawton nights and sunlit days,

Lost in memories that never fade away.

Austin revved that Mustang, paint shining bright,

While my heart raced for Jessica under the moonlight.

Ben by my side, with laughter we’d share,

The body shop glowed, we’ve got grease in our hair.

Wichita Mountains calling, let’s hike up high,

With Dad by my side, under that vast blue sky.

Mom took us on drives, wind dancing through our hair,

Grandma to Sonic, sweet treats we’d always share.

Oh, these are the days, we never let go,

Memories of Lawton, like a river they flow.

From fishing with Uncle Darrel, to summer’s embrace,

In the heart of my mind, I’ll always have a place.

Wesley, my Poodle, who loved every chase,

While Sara, my Siamese, found her own space.

Playgrounds and laughter, that feeling so free,

In the arms of the past, where I just want to be.

Summer trips to the mountains, New Mexico dreams,

Under stars and wild skies, life bursting at the seams.

Memories like fireflies, lighting up my soul,

In this tapestry of childhood, I find myself whole.

Oh, these are the days, we never let go,

Memories of Lawton, like a river they flow.

From fishing with Uncle Darrel, to summer’s embrace,

In the heart of my mind, I’ll always have a place.

In the rearview I see, all those familiar signs,

Every turn, every moment, forever intertwines.

The roads we traveledp glowed, we’ve got grease in our hair.

Wichita Mountains calling, let’s hike up high,

With Dad by my side, under that vast blue sky.

Mom took us on drives, wind dancing through our hair,

Grandma to Sonic, sweet treats we’d always share.

Oh, these are the days, we never let go,

Memories of Lawton, like a river they flow.

From fishing with Uncle Darrel, to summer’s embrace,

In the heart of my mind, I’ll always have a place.

Wesley, my Poodle, who loved every chase,

While Sara, my Siamese, found her own space.

Playgrounds and laughter, that feeling so free,

In the arms of the past, where I just want to be.

Summer trips to the mountains, New Mexico dreams,

Under stars and wild skies, life bursting at the seams.

Memories like fireflies, lighting up my soul,

In this tapestry of childhood, I find myself whole.

Oh, these are the days, we never let go,

Memories of Lawton, like a river they flow.

From fishing with Uncle Darrel, to summer’s embrace,

In the heart of my mind, I’ll always have a place.

In the rearview I see, all those familiar signs,

Every turn, every moment, forever intertwines.

The roads we traveled, the stories we made,

In the echoes of laughter, we’ll never fade.

So here’s to those days, a toast to the past,

In this old Ford of mine, let the memories last.

Cruisin’ through Lawton, where my heart will stay,

In the warmth of my youth, life’s sweet ballet.