The Good Old Days

   When I was a kid,

Puddles took on the look of a great sea,

Ready to be crossed and conquered,

In a sailboat,

Now I just take a little hop over them ...



When I was a kid,

The playground at my school seemed so big,

There were so many places to explore,

So much to do,

I went back there today,

I couldn't fit in the swings,

The doors that seemed so big and heavy ...

Well, now I hardly noticed them.



But the thing I notcied most ...

The classroom I started out my school years in,

The desk I had sat in,

The halls,

The lunchroom,

The teachers,

The windows,

They were all ... so small.

But they had seemed so ... big.