Simpler Days

Simpler Days – trendyredhead

 “Same Title” challenge - March 2005.

Boys chasing girls, kickball games in the gym,
Kool-aid and summers spent learning to swim.
Long August nights lit by green fireflies,
The wind in my hair and the stars in my eyes.
       Those were simpler days.

When all of my crushes were felt from afar,
And my wishes came true when I wished on a star.
Prom night, graduation and yearbook goodbyes,
A twenty-first birthday, best friends who were guys.
       Those were simpler days.

When Fridays would end at the dark corner bar,
Cold beer was a salve that could heal any scar.
Pour me straight up tequila with plenty of lime,
And I’d have sex any way, anywhere, anytime.
       Those were simpler days.

Milky sweet breath and ten pudgy fingers,
The scent of the baby-soft lotion that lingers.
A nap in the morning and toys on the floor,
Afternoons in the sandbox and supper at four.
     These are simpler days.
     Yes, these are simpler days.