Remember the good old days
when I was 5
(he thought when he was 7) .
I was so innocent then
and all I did was play all day.
Now it's nothing
but school 'n' rules 'n' stuff
with its do this 'n' don't do that
'n' do as I tell you or that's that!
You know enough is enough
(I'd just like to go back and be
the five year old guy I used to be)
I long for the good old days
but I think it's too late
'cos too too soon
I'm gonna be...eight!
(For Lilly)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love slipping back into childhood this way..........as you call them, the good old days....but, for some stange reason, they are getting further away...