Yesterday Once More

It seems like only yesterday
I was young and climbing trees
Running through the forest
Scraping arms and knees

Playing tag or hide and seek
Hop-scotch or skipping rope
Making a bow and arrow
Building a periscope

Playing ball on the local lot
Wishing upon a star
Swinging on a hanging vine
Stealing from the cookie jar

Tossing a ball against a wall
Making figures out of clay
Raiding the local apple trees
Jumping in a pile of hay

Playing cowboys and indians
Saturday morning cartoons
Running around like hooligans
Acting like silly baboons

Memories all come flooding back
As I sit here and reminisce
Of halcyon days way back when
Filled with pure happiness