Someone once said
you can never go home
but there is a way
when you're quiet and alone.
Ponder the good times
spent with family and friends
replaying them over
back to those days of pretends.
The backyard boxing
or playing right field
there were so many great times
that our memories yield.
Whether jump rope or hop scotch
sometimes playing red light
just having a great time
from morning till night.
Those days of our youth
seemed to change as we grew
all the fun we were having
became something new.
No longer we saw
life quite the same way
responsibilities crept in
as we entered the fray.
The study, the work
these were now on our plates
we were becoming adults
this was always our fates.
Then for our own family
we had to provide and protect
which changed our thought process
so as to never neglect.
All fun seemed to have left us
just as our youth
but in all honesty
this was not really the truth.
While watching our children
our joy would now come
and remembering those days
when we used to have fun.
Once again we would smile
and be missing the groans
as in this wonderful moment
we've returned to our homes.
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