Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Remember when getting high meant swiming on the playground?

Remember when getting high
meant swinging on the playground?
When protection meant wearing a
helmet? When the worst thing you
could get from boys were cooties?
Dads shoulders were the highest
place on earth and mum was your
hero? Your worst enemies were your
siblings? race issues were about
who ran the fastest? the only drug
you knew was cough medicine? the
only thing that hurt you was
skinned knees? Goodbyes only meant
until tomorrow? And we couldn't
wait to grow up. Yeah, those were
the days..