Imagine This

When I was young,in summer sun the excitement of life,just begun, hours seemed like days, and days by brooklets,still,we lazed; When I was young,in poverty simple pleasures were had ,for free improvisation was our key, for sport,fishing or climbing tree; When I was young,before tv books and radio were for me, putting a face to voice and place the birth of creativity. Frugal times,spent so close to home sans shopping malls and telephone