Youth

My world used to

stretch from my bedroom

to the furthest place I’d been

(the moon)

 

Cartoons, plastic animals, made up games.

Making mud cakes took at least a day.

New inventions to be made,

all we needed was an idea and a spade

 

Having fun was number one

the world was a soft play,

 a happy day,

when we were young.

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