Back In The Day. Poem by Anthony Aragon

I miss it, ya know, back in the day. When all your problems flew astray. I'm not talking about last month, last year. I'm speaking of the days we had no fear. Back in the day, when we would all play. Back in the day, when everyone would stay. These days, everyone has fear, there's not as much cheer. Back in the day,9 or 10 maybe, we could all play. Our problems astray. We didn't have the anchor of depression, anxiety, to weigh. I miss it, back in the day. When everyone would stay.