POEM - THE MEMORIES

THE MEMORIES

THE MEMORIES I LOOK BACK ON,
WHEN I WAS ONCE A CHILD.
SOMETHINGS I DID WERE REALLY GOOD,
AND SOME WERE REALLY WILD.

WHEN SNOW FELL THICK AND SIX FEET HIGH,
WE WENT OUT IN THE SNOW.
SLED DOWN THE STREET AND OVER CARS,
SO DEEP WE DIDN’T KNOW.

WINTER WAS A HAPPY TIME,
WE’D RUN AROUND AND CHASE.
WE’D MAKE SOME BIG FAT SNOWMEN,
AND PUT ON A SMILEY FACE.



WRITTEN BY
DAVID BOYCE
DECEMBER 2003