childhood memories

rainy days were just as fun,
as running round like an idiot in the sun,
so fast you thought you could take flight,
every step taking all your might,

knock-a-door run and manhunt alike,
or just riding round with your mates on your bike,
not caring what this life does bring,
only bothered who's going next on the swings.

these simple pleasures are often forgotten,
after childhood things become so rotten,
bills to pay, ppl depending on you,
not just sparkly glitter and crazy glue.

so remember these feeling that we all once had,
remember that life isn't so bad,
run like an idiot every chance you get,
that child's still there if your mind's not set.