Times Past
Away back in time when I was a child
I roamed the hills like a hare running wild
Barefoot and brown in the green folding glen
Those long ago years, I was carefree then
For time meant no more than another day
And days without number before me lay
But time as we know will always move on
The past is the past and the past is gone
If time could roll back I know where I’d be
Back in that glen with the hares running free
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