Penny Thoughts Poem by PAUL COLVIN

I remember playing in the park or on the streets ‘til after dark,
No cars belching dirty fumes just big wide streets with lots of room.
Now I’m old and going grey, I learned life the real way.
I felt so free out with my mates and we got in some sorry states
Chasing girls for no reason, every day for all four seasons
The talking stopped, what do we do? We didn’t have a bloody clue,
We were twelve and little men, all grown up, we thought back then
But some of us had never kissed and others had that on their list.
My life was in a hopeful time when childhood days seemed so sublime,
All our time was spent on leisure, simple games were so much pleasure,
I never had a dirty penny but memories, I have so many.