As I go through my daily grind,
The stress of life within,
I long for all those carefree days,
Of being a child again.
Just to have another chance,
Relive those happy times,
To run and play, without a care,
The best years of our lives.
Happy schooldays spent with friends,
It really was a laugh!
Play all day, no track of time,
Then run home for a bath.
Going to the local shop,
To pick my favourite treat,
Racing on my roller skates,
Up and down my street.
Jam jars at the ready,
We'd search around for hours,
Looking for some Tadpoles,
And pick a bunch of flowers.
Precious days, lost in time,
Gone down memory lane,
It's great to look back now and then,
Oh to be young again!
Jayne Davies
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