Catchin’ fireflies with tails burning bright;
Little voices that echo in the night;
Giggles and screams, rolling in the grass;
Sweet innocence created to last.
Hide ‘n seek – “Ollie, oxen in free!”
Freeze tag – “You’ll never catch me!”
Ridin’ your bike, wind in your hair;
Not worrying about what clothes you wear.
Smiles and laughter, a bright summer face;
Childish wisdom with childish grace,
“Are we there yet?” – showing a toothless grin,
As snow cone juice runs down your chin.
Remember when that was you and me?
Enjoying each day, running wild and free;
But along the way we forgot how;
“Without a care” is just a memory now.
Copyright ©1998 by Greg M Cole
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Greg M Cole (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is a poem that I wrote many years ago. Those who are younger may not be able to relate, but we \\\"old timers\\\" can remember when life was much simpler.
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