Children laugh and play around the park where I grew up.
Didn’t know it then but they were the best years of my life.
Childhood innocence lost so fast in a rough sea we call life.
those days i remembered fondly, on the park bench that day.
What fun we had Swinging and sliding the day away. Can you remember the days where everything was simple? Fun not work was the first thought in the morning. And when you stuck a hand out the school bus window it felt like you were soaring. When doing work and learning in school all seemed boring, but now you wish it was then instead, and would trade the world for it. But as they say youth is wasted on the young. But ill just watch and leave them to their fun.
