Anthony R M Andrews

(11.09.1986 / Settle, North Yorkshire)

Where Do The Children Play

When I was young, so long ago now, deep within my childhood
Hours, I would play games, laugh and dream about
Everything I would do when I grew up, I felt so tall that I could
Reach the stars, safe in the knowledge that
Each and every little dream would come true

Days seemed so much longer then somehow, and all
Our lives seemed to coincide peacefully together.

The minutes would seem like hours, and the hours like days
Here beneath the old oak tree, where we used to play
Each branch symbolizing a trusted friend, a faithful ally.

Children grow so quick though, and soon their childhoods gone
Honest as the daylight fades, with the setting of the sun,
I wonder were all my friends went, and why we fell apart
Lets just say, that adulthood, seemed to change our hearts
Days would pass so quickly, soon our youth was gone for
Reasons unbeknown to us, we fell out, each and every one
Everything seemed to change, and wish I knew why, it hurts
Not knowing, if I will see them again before I die.

Perhaps they still think of me, I hope from time to time,
Life seems to go so quick, in the blinking of an eye,
All that once we valued, seems like silly childhood dreams
Yesterday's hours, now fading memories.

Submitted: Sunday, October 06, 2013
Edited: Monday, October 07, 2013

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