We were ordinary ones
With no thought but fun
The days were simpler
And you weren't on the meter
You could smile because you wanted a laugh
And life for us was easy to grasp
At the end of the day
You were tucked into bed to slumber away
Do I wish for the simpler times
When the game was just fine
And I remember them all
Each day was mine in my call.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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