Then,
with dice in our pockets
and places to see.
Hope in our hearts,
a bright future forsee.
Rock paper scissors,
agreement was made.
We'd ride on the bus
to play games in arcade.
In the ponds and the bogs,
There were tadpoles and frogs.
By the bushes and thicket,
we'd play football or cricket.
With time on our hands,
like a slowing of sands.
A keeper we'd pick
with a showing of hands.
Playing until too dark to see,
only then would we return
for tea.
Now,
With mercury fillings
and gaps in our teeth.
Saving what money
to spend on a wreath.
Kaydee.
Things were different back then
