How Old Are You Now?
I'll bet you can remember
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how imagination prospered
and fantasy would fly
in days of early childhood
when some fertile make belief
saw kids make use of sunlight
before night became a thief.
A cubby house of cardboard
or a billy cart downhill
were projects needing friendship
where memories linger still.
Remember how the Pepper trees
invited us to climb
and how we counted pennies
spent each year at bonfire time.
The Tom Thumbs and the Bungers
and the rockets set in sand
called all the neighbours in for fun
on someone's vacant land.
The comic books like Ginger Meggs
were a colourful display
and if you ever find one
it is worth a mint today.
Camps and picnics at weekends,
sausage charred on forky stick,
catch a crayfish on a line,
watch the claws and be real quick.
The gravel yards and sand pit farms
with fences, dams and roads
found tricycles and tractors
moving engineers' large loads.
Skipping ropes and hopscotch squares
guaranteed to stir the dust.
When Mum called out to “Wash those hands”,
the Solvol was a must.
Snakes and Ladders, Ludo, Draughts
were some common board games played
but techno kids today will say
“How could you be so staid?”
with their computers and their I phones
and gadgets electronic,
their world is ever changing
at speeds considered sonic.
Their day is full of buttons,
they are programmed by the hour,
lost to social interaction,
seduced by Facebook's power.
by Kevin Pye.
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