Life Was Just To Play

When I was young and wanted to get away On the muddy fields I walked every single day Because was not fun for me at home long to stay Since to my older siblings, usually, I fell prey Running and jumping and playing with clay Was much of a delight and made me so gay True then was that the only thing I had to pray Days to be clear and none of them to be gray Thus patiently waited the coming of month May For it was so wonderful, didn’t wish it to delay Now that I am very old and ready to decay Because my interior organs are all in disarray Difficult is for me to walk and impossible is to play But if I decide to do so, I will be ...on my way!* © Demetrios Trifiatis 20 May 2016 *I wrote it just for fun, to try the Monorhyme form.