Time stood still
times where simple
every day was a waking adventure
with possibilities endless to the sky
time has slipped through the hour glass
like tiny grains of sand
why has time fleeted us
where has our innocence gone
With no care in the world
glee bantered in each days sun
each of us has bestowed the memory
of a time that we store in a box in our minds
reminding us
when times weren't always this way
when we where young
Callum Kyle
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-we-where-young/
