Oh, I long for days gone by,
when I enjoyed making mud pies,
when I wore ponytails all summer,
and picked dandelions for mom's surprise.
I'd go for many nature walks,
in the woods during the spring.
I would watch the small animals scurry,
and I'd hear the birdies sing.
Playing softball with the neighbors,
was always just for fun.
It never really mattered,
if you got a hit or scored a run.
Kick the can was a favorite game too,
but you had to wait till after dark to play.
You tried not to get caught running in,
but if you did, so what, what the hey.
We'd slide down the ditches,
as the cars on the road were nearing.
We'd lie down low as they flew on by,
but never once were we fearing.
Ahh, the joy of being a kid,
and using one's imagination.
If I could change my life right now,
being a kid would be my life's ambition.