Blimey! That took me back,
Back to those days of childhood
Where we would mark the pavement,
The pavement by the side of the house.
One ,
Then two and Three,
Four,
Then five and six,
Seven,
Eight and nine,
Then ten.
Now there it was
Across the road,
A mum and her boy
Hopping and skipping
From number to number.
So much fun they were having
From a game so very old,
And all it needed
Was a piece of chalk
And a small stone.
Hopscotch was still alive,
And my childhood had returned,
Returned in my mind.