Long time no post...
Posted: Thu May 16, 2013 12:01 pm
Just changed a few things around. I think it flows better now.
Bygone Days
When I see the kids around me keeping up with life's demands
Their eyes intent, their small backs bent, their iPods in their hands
My mind harks back to yesteryear when we were young and free
And summer days were full of fun and games for you and me -
Hiding in the back yard, trying not to make a sound
Listening for stealthy steps, hoping you're the last one found
Or galloping, whooping, shooting, acting out what we'd just seen
In movies, black and white of course, upon the silver screen
Or lying in the long grass, gazing up into the sky
Just dreaming, making castles of the clouds there, drifting by.
The thrills and spills, the risks we took with wildly beating hearts
While racing madly down the hill in home-made billycarts.
Our hurts were quickly mended with a Band-Aid and a kiss
Oh, these children are entirely unaware of what they miss.
Marion Tremlett
© 16/05/2013
Bygone Days
When I see the kids around me keeping up with life's demands
Their eyes intent, their small backs bent, their iPods in their hands
My mind harks back to yesteryear when we were young and free
And summer days were full of fun and games for you and me -
Hiding in the back yard, trying not to make a sound
Listening for stealthy steps, hoping you're the last one found
Or galloping, whooping, shooting, acting out what we'd just seen
In movies, black and white of course, upon the silver screen
Or lying in the long grass, gazing up into the sky
Just dreaming, making castles of the clouds there, drifting by.
The thrills and spills, the risks we took with wildly beating hearts
While racing madly down the hill in home-made billycarts.
Our hurts were quickly mended with a Band-Aid and a kiss
Oh, these children are entirely unaware of what they miss.
Marion Tremlett
© 16/05/2013
