When I Was a Kid
When I was a kid, the world was a great expanse of joy,
A playground where I could find a release from all the noise,
A sanctuary in which I could explore every corner of my life,
Fully embracing the freedom that arose with ‘not having a wife.
The laughter and the play, the curiosity and sheer delight,
The search for all that I could find, a pressure to always take flight,
All contributing to that childhood emotion so rare and sweet,
Which still swims around my memories, lingering on a summer’s heat.
My little body running, discovering dreams I hadn’t reached,
Playing with my friends, no doubt of them, screaming in the streets,
Mud pies, cardboard castles, tree-climbing, rope-skipping, no fuss,
The everyday was a carnival ride and I was the conductor, just because.
The butterflies and the angels have never disappeared from my sight,
Though schoolwork and responsibilities have clouded my inner-light,
The days of my childhood were replete with moments rich and rare,
And life wanted nothing more of me than that I should show ’em I care.
My dreams will never dull, the glitters of yesteryear,
I’ll always be ready to defend that which I hold so dear.
The feelings still linger, I’m so glad I can recall,
That sweet bliss of being a kid, with it’s fun, both big and small.