Gray Areas and the LAW

Days Gone By


I wonder of days gone by, 

Of clear skies and vast rice fields.

The smell of summer hay and sweat,

Of runs, rubbers and mangoes.

I wonder of days gone by,

Of water lilies and streets.

The full moon and candle lights,

Of kites, water guns and brooks.

I wonder of days gone by,

Of colored pens and bed time books.

The Jack and the Bean Stalk and goofs,

Of good night kisses, hugs and tickles.

I wonder of days gone by,

Of magic coins and slipper games. 

The playhouses built and burned,

Of wounded knees, dirty toes and crappy clothes.

I wonder of days gone by,

Of dressing dolls and paper planes.

The Jack's Stone, pogs and marbles,

Of floaters, hide and seek and dancing balls.

I wonder of days gone by, 

Of all the games I played thereby.

The laughter-filled days and nights,

Of guitar strings and close ties.

I wonder of days gone by,

Those days.

I keep wondering,

How they have gone by.