When boys meant "yuck"
and friends were new;
dreams were unshattered
and worries few.
When recess was too short
and life too long;
decisions came easy
without the need to belong.
When storks delivered babies
and passions weren't so strong;
friendships were unbroken
right was right, and wrong was wrong.
When bad things did't happen.
When only skinned knees brought tears.
And the night light in it's socket,
quieted all our fears.
When farewell meant just for summer,
and real friends didn't part.
The fun went on forever,
and never left a broken heart.
By: Lisa Flores Jan. 1997
