I think back to my tender years
When moments seemed longer
Days seemed endless
And fun actually meant fun
I remember days in the park
Spent with neighborhood friends
Who seemed more like family
We played a multitude of games like
Simple Simon says, stop light and red rover
The blaring hot sun was
Cooled off by someone’s garden house
The smell of lavender flowers zoomed about the air
Monthly block parties filled with food from all around
Was meant for everyone
Birthday parties, Bar and Bat Mitzvahs
There always seemed to be a reason to celebrate
Weekends on Martha’s Vineyard, The Cape, Vermont or Connecticut
Who could ask for anything more
If only we could hit the rewind button
And bring the good from today with us
And then
Life would be perfect
The Perfect Life©
Copyright 2015
By Felina Silver Robinson
The Writings of Felina Silver Robinson 