Down grassy banks we rolled for joy and fun
Like children playing out in freer times
Then back to being adults we would come
We wrote each other letters filled with puns.
We wrote the letters often, with good rhymes.
Down grassy banks we rolled for joy and fun
The bills and the housekeeping we would shun
Though now and then we’d wash away the grime
So back to being adults we would come
He fed a robin daily and it ran
Inside the house when he had passed his time
Those grassy banks ,oh, happiness and fun
When he grew older and his time was gone
I sat nearby and struggled with my poems
I had to be an adult by design
Don’t count the cost nor allocate the blame.
Don’t feel the guilt neither the heat of shame
Down grassy banks enjoy the ancient fun
But come back as an adult till we’re done.
