In my youth
Days went on forever
Hours lasted all day
And minutes moved so slowly
That it almost seemed as though
Time stood still
All that
Was such a long time ago
But I still remember
My childhood days
As though it was
A wonderful sacred dream
These days
I would love to return
To those earlier times
When simplicity
Was the most complicated thing
I ever needed to do
And though I try
There is nothing I can do
Other than smile
Bow my head
And recall
A child’s memories
These days
No matter how hard I try
Tomorrow comes
Much too quickly
And I can’t remember
Any of my childhood secrets
On how to make time
Stand still
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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A nice write abut your childhood days, Cecil! Me too, I love to think of my childhood days! Well done, thanks for sharing!