When We Were Children. Poem by Sandra Kavanagh Josefsson

When we were children.
We always played out,
in the streets.
Hopscotch, swinging from the lamp post
were our daily treats.

Summer days were long.
Somedays we would go to the park.
Other days to the sea in Sandymount,
that was a lark.

Up to Grannies for tea.
How I loved her apple tart.
Down to Smithfield
for a trip in the horse and cart.

To the shops to buy a vienna roll
for my Dad.
Stoneybatter with its row of shops
and friendly owners always made me glad.

Yes when we were children,
we were always out.
Fresh air and sunshine,
and we were always about.

Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .