It was so much better back then,
A time of hopscotch, French skipping, and building a den.
When children enjoyed the small things of life,
Long walks, mud pies, and rides on their bikes.
The objects of today, would be every child's dream,
It was one happy child, to get an ice cream,
From the van that played music, right there in the street,
A highlight of any child's day,
A real treat!
Marbles, Conkers and paper planes,
And the girls had much fun making Daisy chains.
But they were happy, in the only life they knew,
Appreciated the things they had and the things they could do,
A good life, back in the day,
Filled with love, in a very special way.
Jayne Davies
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