When I Was Just A Kid Poem by Phil Soar

It seems like only yesterday, that I was just a kid
Learning how to get things wrong, and crying when I did
Getting into trouble, and loving every minute
Spending evenings reading books, and wishing I was in it

As a kid I was an Astronaut, red Indian or Soldier
I never did achieve those aims, as I grew and got older
The days I was a fireman, putting out those massive fires
Were filled with sheer excitement, and I never ever tired

My journey into boyhood, never failed to cause alarm
As I practiced all the sorts of things that helped to cause me harm
I never expected failure, or the scenes that would occur
As childhood rushed by rapidly, and vanished in a blur

Now all that I look back on, has made me laugh a lot
I sometimes think my life was blessed, as I forgot the plot
And now that time has rolled on by, my thoughts turn back to when
Everything seemed new to me, and how I managed then

My dreams don’t change, I still think I should reach out for the sky
Become a social misfit, or learn how to watch the world go by
I still think that I’m five years old, although I’m sixty three
I’m sure my dreams will all come true, and be the death of me