Looking Back Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

To run through the bluebells,
To skip through the breeze,
Memories of childhood,
Those days filled with ease,
Young minds brimming over,
With dreams that seem grand,
Of a beautiful world,
In some faraway land.
Where fun seemed so easy,
With no track of time,
Those friends who are gone now,
Those days were just fine.
Sweet memories forever,
Remain deep inside,
Those days of my childhood,
Good friends by my side.

Jayne Louise Davies