Childs Day! Poem by james d nall,jr

Football, tag and water hoses
screams, yells and runny noses
skateboards scooters and bikes
these are but a few of our childhood likes.

Hide and seek, army battles that never end
the regular days, these all transcend
In the pool or at the local beach
all these things, within a childs reach

So fondly, these things I remember
from hot june days to freezing ones of december
A child will run from a warm, safe home
out into the cold, getting chilled to the bone

Later in life we pine for the old past
holding on to our youth until at last
Our final breath escapes our chests
as our hearts cease, stilling our breasts