Your mother said you loved to play
When you were young
Out all day
On your bike or making dens
Redecorating walls with pens
Your teacher said you loved to play
When you were young
You loved each day
Out in the playground with the boys
Showing off, comparing toys
I know that you love to play
When we’re together
Every day
Not mouse trap or monopoly
But secret games, just you and me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As children love to play love games, so do adults. Maybe they never outgrow love games. A lovely read Paula