When Time Stood Still. Poem by PAUL COLVIN

Snapshots of our childhood friends, playing children’s games
Laughing, joking, running wild, calling out our names
A simple life with lots of fun, it seemed the only way
I’d give my all, to return, for just one single day.

The happy streets, that we once owned, our names lit up in lights
We were kings of our wee street and all our laws seemed right
All these thoughts are in my head and I’ll get back somehow
Time was so important then, it’s even moreso now.

Life goes at a frantic pace but back then time stood still
A different venture every day, each one a different thrill
And not a penny to our name, fun back then was free
I’d love to have one little glance, to see the boy that’s me.

Precious moments long since gone are captured in my mind
And parents whom we loved so much, respected us in kind
I know I’ll never get there, that was just a dreamy haze
But at least I have my memories and snapshots of those days.