Childhood Song

Lives of ours a light of dark
For matchless our joys of park
Playing a little hide and seek,
Lives of no worries, not to oblige
Flashes back of old days done.
Our walks of the yard and the lawn
Yet reminds of times in fun had
Gone those days, how very sad!

Yet comes as flood in memories day
Of good; good is god as they say.
Sweet is fun, loved and spirited life
Undergone without falling in strife.
How bitter and sweet our times,
Sorrows engulfing and untold rhymes.

Copyright: Welkin Siskin