by Jessica A. Tucker

Created on: January 08, 2010   Last Updated: January 22, 2011

As kids, we played, made mud pies in the sun.

As kids, so simply, we found anyway to have fun.

There were no worries, even on a rainy day,

We just grabbed our gumboots

And in muddle puddles we would play.

Days were spent outside

Faithfully, from sunrise to sunset,

Sometimes venturing out

With other children we had met.

As kids, we played pirates

Dodging, running in amongst the trees.

With sticks in hand mimicking swords,

We ferociously battled to be free.

As children, our imaginations lit up a room

Like the sun on a warm summer’s day.

 Even when the weather banished us inside,

A living room could quickly be turned into a stage,

Us, into characters of our very own play.

As kids, there are so many versions

Of that precious word called fun.

The only thing to stop the play

Was Mother’s voice calling out,

It was time to come in.

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