The Point of No Return

When we were children
We knew nothing of this planet
In the wood we’d build our dens
Play war games with our plastic guns
And cowboys and Indians
Then I’d be the Lone Ranger
Or Roy Rogers with Trigger,
Sledging in the winter
Swimming naked in the lake
In the heat of summer
Playing doctors and nurses
With the girl next door
We had no idea what to expect
The world was an adventure
A great big planet
Waiting to be explored
Yet, now we are grown, we find
Life did not fulfil its promises
None of us grew up to be astronauts
Flying missions to Mars
Zapping the alien horde
With supersonic ray guns
Saving mankind from annihilation 
So, we yearn for those simpler times
Those happy carefree days
A fabulous, magical time
In the land of our imagination
That wonderful world of our own 
Where anything was possible
But, those years are gone 
Never to return
Save in our dreams
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Bauer Avatar
March 10, 2012 at 1:17 PM
you've captured childhood so beautifully and have also nailed the yearning for that feeling of "anything was possible." i've missed seeing your poems and am glad to see you back!
Andresen Avatar
March 10, 2012 at 11:41 AM
Agree with you John .. it never come back...save it in our dreams. Love it. - oxox Anne-Lise
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