Let Me Be Little Again

LET ME BE LITTLE AGAIN by JOHN M. ARRIBAS I want to be a little boy once more Playing cowboys and indians as I did before Put a cape on my back I became superman Badge on my shirt, the sheriff of Nottingham All day long I was carefree and at play A short nap after lunch filled in the day Play all day get a good nights rest Wake up the next morn filled with zest I didn’t amass treasure I just had fun Put away my toys when play was done I had only one naughty and it was a dandy I loved to fill my mouth with too much candy I was honest and said what I thought I obeyed my elders as I had been taught I wasn’t very tactful but never a liar My nose would get long my pants on fire I wasn’t jealous and I didn’t know envy I was never angry or used profanity I wasn’t greedy I shared with my pals Even if some of them happen to be gals I had no idea of that thing called lust I was skinny so gluttony was a bust I didn’t know the seven deadly sins Getting older is when they kick in??? I’m not so open or truthful any more I’m ugly at times with words I deplore I measure my words so as not to slander I curb my actions in a need to pander I’m quite cautious now and as a result I consider myself a full fledged adult