The Simple Days
How I wish to go back to the
simple days,
The simple days of play,
When all our worries had to do
with fantasy,
And they would simply all just
wash away.
How I wish to go back to the
simple days,
When the playground was a castle,
And my bunk bed was my fort,
Guarded with loyal stuffed
animals.
Hosting tea parties in the back
yard,
Mr. Bear and Mr. Turtle were
always on time
They were always the most
courteous.
How I wish to go back to the
simple days,
Homework was for grownups,
I never dreamed of doing it,
I rather color in rainbows.
How I wish to go back to the
simple days,
When a band aid on my scrape made
my day,
It could make all the pain go
away,
I would soon be good as new.
Aww I wanna go back to the simple days!! So cute
ReplyDeleteI love your poem, and thinking about how as a child we dream to be where we are but then it's expectations are so high that we never realized how it would actually be. I guess we learn to live with it.
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