Nostalgia Revisited

One thing about being retired now It gives you time to think, and how. I was lounging out in the pool today, The little jobs done, it was time to play And there in that warm and sunny haze, I drifted back to my old school days. Now where I lived was a grimy place, Smoke from many chimney's in your face. But we had places where we could go, Safe from the traffic going to and fro. We swam in the canals,rivers and streams, Always safe trying to live out our dreams. We often saw pictures of places far away, Wondering if we would go there some day. Our dreams as kids were like a butterfly, Soon something else would catch our eye. We never strayed far from our home ground, As money was tight , not much to go round. Some of the kids of a more well off family, Went off on trips where they saw the sea. Now as I look back over all the years it seems, That it took a lifetime to realise those dreams. OK ,maybe I now cannot frolic around like a kid, But I've been there, seen it, done it. Oh yes I did. To all those faraway places I dreamt of to see, I went to them all when I joined the Army. It's nice to look back over the years as I said, It's just like a bit of nostalgia, revisited. © Dave Timperley 16 August 2016