I once knew all the birds that came
And nested in the forest trees
For every flower I had a name
My friends were squirrels, toads, and bees

I knew what thrived in that glen
Where the brooks tumbled down below
Oh, I knew so much then
But that was very long ago.

I knew the spot under the hill
Where blueberries could be found
I knew the rushes near the mill
And all the biggest mud mounds

I knew the wood, even the very tree
Where lived the cocky crow
And all the woods and birds knew me
But that was very long ago

And pining for the joys of youth
I tread that old familiar spot
Only to learn this solemn truth :
I have forgotten...and am forgot.

Yet here, this youngster at my knee
Knows all the things I used to know
To think I was once as wise as he!
But that was very long ago.

I know it's pointless to complain
Of what the fates decree
Yet were not all wishes said in vain,
I tell you what my wish would be:

I'd wish to be a child again
Back with friends I used to know.
For I was very happy then
Oh so very, very long ago!