When Those Days Are Gone

by Mike Fontanini

When those days are gone.
You miss your childhood.
Sometimes you wish it wasn't done.

Sunny summer afternoons you played.
It was so much fun to just screw around with friends.
It hardly ever rained.

When you hear the sound of kids playing.
It sometimes triggers happy childhood memories.
Now the bills you must keep paying.

Back then you and your friends were so carefree.
More carefree than you'll probably ever be again.
Now your world is built upon the dollar and nothing is free.

You worry about the family, work, bills, groceries, and fees.
Sometimes your responsibilites seem overwhelming.
Forgotten are the joys of being a kid and climbing trees.

Its funny how kids can't wait to grow up,
And adults wish they could be kids again.
Once those days are gone, there's nothing you can do, time's up.

Like many other things, you don't realize how important something is to you,
Until its no longer there.
Sometimes the old seems far better than the new.

When those days are gone, it becomes painfully obvious,
Just how much you enjoyed them and those times spent with friends,
And just how much those sunny, childhood days really meant to you.

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	When Those Days Are Gone by Mike Fontanini
	When those days are gone. You miss your childhood. Sometimes you wish it wasn't done. Sunny summer afternoons you played. It was so much fun to just screw around with friends. It hardly ever rained. When you hear the sound of kids playing. It sometimes triggers happy childhood memories. Now the bills you must keep paying. Back then you and your friends were so carefree. More carefree than you'll probably ever be again. Now your world is built upon the dollar and nothing is free. You worry about the family, work, bills, groceries, and fees. Sometimes your responsibilites seem overwhelming. Forgotten are the joys of being a kid and climbing trees. Its funny how kids can't wait to grow up, And adults wish they could be kids again. Once those days are gone, there's nothing you can do, time's up. Like many other things, you don't realize how important something is to you, Until its no longer there. Sometimes the old seems far better than the new. When those days are gone, it becomes painfully obvious, Just how much you enjoyed them and those times spent with friends, And just how much those sunny, childhood days really meant to you. Go Back to Writing Hompage