To Be a Child Again

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.