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I remember those days when I was young

With such a happy heart and soul,

We rode bikes and played football until after dark

We played and had fun in the parks.

We traversed woods following streams

Hiding from each other and climbing trees

We always got dirty and covered in mud

Knowing it was OK because of our mothers love

Who would moan at the sight of the mess we were in 

But always ensured that we got clean

My mother knew that we had fun and that was the thing

And that filled her heart with joy.

We went out as soon as daylight broke

And were in before the moon

Our mission was to do as much in a day

As we could possibly cram in.

Those times were filled with so much laughter

Where did we get the energy from

Then lay down on the grass panting under a golden sun.

As I lay I used to watch clods pass by

And wondering why my life and age passed so slow

And dreamt of all the wonderful thing I would do when I was older.

Looking back now I miss that kid and all the friends and good times he had

Being young and vibrant now is just a happy memory 

I am glad I don’t feel sad.

If I had the chance to go go back to that time I would in a moment

I must confess to all right now I prefered being a kid to a grown up.

These now halcyon days allow my reflection on all that I did when young

And reminds me of the golden age and it fills me with so much love.

So I will keep these memories with me until my days go dark

And stand and watch In wonder 

As I watch my own son now have fun in the park

And hope that his life as a kid is as happy as mine

In a world much more different than mine was.