Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Remember the past? man, those were the days, Where the hardest decision was what games we would play. Our biggest worries were scraped knees and curfews, Now we have to worry bout late fees and work blues, We'd get our boo-boos kissed and healed by our mothers, And spend countless hours playin Mario with my brothers. those were the times, I wouldn't trade it for the world. My childhood was awesome, I can't put it into words.
0
Apr 1, 2013
Apr 1, 2013 at 9:30 PM UTC
Them Good Ol' Days
Remember the past? man, those were the days, Where the hardest decision was what games we would play. Our biggest worries were scraped knees and curfews, Now we have to worry bout late fees and work blues, We'd get our boo-boos kissed and healed by our mothers, And spend countless hours playin Mario with my brothers. those were the times, I wouldn't trade it for the world. My childhood was awesome, I can't put it into words.
jonathan-fernandez
Written by
Apr 1, 2013
Apr 1, 2013 at 9:30 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem