When we were young

Won’t you take me back to way back when
When we were young and we’d pretend
To be cowboys, Indians, Kings and Queens
Millionaires and all those dream

To be knights in armor, the dragons we killed
The kings we were at the top of the hill
You were Bonnie and I was Clyde
The room in the attic was the place we would hide

So won’t you take me back to way back when
When we were young and we’d pretend

To be warlock, witches and teller of tales
Captain of the ships with the mighty sails
We’d sail our ship on the Ocean of dreams
Searching for things that have never been seen

So won’t you take me back to way back when
When we were young and we’d pretend

There days of yesterday, days of past
Days I thought, would always last
But all that’s left are photos and songs
And memories of when we were young.

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LovingLovelace's picture

I know by most anyone's

I know by most anyone's standards I am still very young. But this took me back to the days when we weren't made fun of for playing witches and wizzards. When it was okay to be diffrent, because in that diffrence we were all the same.

Great memories.

Love,
LovingLoving


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Beavis's picture

Good poem. Well written.

Good poem. Well written. Thanks for sharing with us older folks!

GSNJSMJ's picture

i am back there already.

i am back there already. times where the youth was brightest of all, when truly we were whatever we dreamed to be... very nice


 

Ascesa e rialzarsi fino a quando gli agnelli diventano leoni

Rise and Rise again until Lambs become lions

ponsford's picture

Thanks, I think iI live in

Thanks, I think I live in the past..lol..thanks again