To lay in the tall grass
Soaking up summer sun,
I recall a time so much simpler than today,
Carefree, up at dawn, out, exploring,
Seeking out new worlds, new adventures.
Calls for lunch went unheeded,
There just wasn’t the time.
Mother knew, mother always knew
This was part of the plan.
Friends and imagination consumed,
My world for the taking,
King, conqueror, soldier
How I long for those days.
Today kings become tyrants,
Conquerors commit genocide
And soldiers really die.
Games of youth were just silly fun,
There were no consequences,
There was no death, no tyranny.
At the end of the day we’d shake hands,
Smile and run home for dinner,
Dreaming of tomorrow,
Dreaming of our next conquest
From the safety of our beds.
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Dom DiFrancesco 
I remember those days… :)
There was certainly less drama in those days. :)
Wow!
Thank you very much. :)
I wish for those days as well. For me it was dance classes and dancing to The Monkees in my friend’s basement wearing my old dance recital costumes. ;)
I was sure fun back then, we were invincible. :)
Wonderful simple times :-)
It sure was, its nice sometimes to look back on them. :)