A Blast In The Past
As children we'd play,
On a hot Summer day,
Loving life as we did back then,
We'd stay out for hours,
And pick pretty flowers,
Set up home in a makeshift den.
Back then life was good,
We'd run through the wood,
Where we'd play hide and seek in the trees,
Then home for a bath,
Oh what a great laugh!
Sporting a set of black knees!
No laptop to own,
And no mobile phone,
Enjoyment was easy and free,
Up like a lark,
We'd head to the park,
A place where we loved to be.
Those were the days!
In so many ways,
We then knew the meaning of fun,
A blast in the past,
Good things never last,
Those days that we played in the sun.
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