What Happened To Yesterday?

by

C. E. Chandler

I remember my childhood as mostly play and being lazy,
with friends playing jacks, hide and seek, and tag,
with my purpose in life as being quite hazy.
Dressing up your dog in some old rag,
and constantly driving your folks crazy.

During school, recess was much the same.
In class you had respect for your teacher.
If you didn't pass a test, you were to blame.
The teacher was thought of, as like a preacher,
morally correct, smart, and always called you be name.

What happened to childhood, as it was meant to be?
Dashing after the ice-cream man and something cold,
or trying to build a house in some big old tree,
or simply sitting around with your dog to hold,
but never fearing anything like a shooting spree!

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Life We Waste
by: Pafu
from: Rome, Italy

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