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If only just to go back
to my younger years in life,
Where laughing came so easy
life seemed to have no strife.
Where mud pies tasted almost real
and simple games were fun,
Making chains out of the clover
and enjoying all the sun.
Waking up each day not caring
for the food or clothes we had,
A routine of living life so free
very seldom feeling sad.
Koolaid and some popcorn
chewing bubblegum,
How excited we all used to get
over simply getting some.
In summertime the shoes we wore
were never a concern,
As we hopped around in bare feet
for the roads would sometimes burn.
Playing marbles in a circle
shower baths in the rain,
Oh if only just to go back
to be a child again.
Being in our garden 
as my dad dug up the ground,
I remember digging through the dirt
all those potatoes to be found.
Cracking nuts with hammers
bobby pins, remember them?
It's how we used to eat the nuts
oh, to be a child again.
Going to the park to play
and not just hanging out,
Making use of all the simple things
was what life was all about.
Playing house each day with mom
 she made it seem so real,
While I pretended being grown
as a child did want to feel.
Mom let me help her out at times
with housework she would do,
And little did I know one day
I'd be remembering all this too.
The songs she used to sing to me
so I would fall asleep,
Are buried deep inside my heart
that I'll forever keep.
A shame we have to grow old 
before our life begins,
Oh , if only just to go back
to be a child again.

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