Once Upon a Time

Once Upon A Time

Lets fly back to before. Before I needed or wanted To grow up. Back to the days I wandered Black Mountain, Ran free in the bog meadows. Then they put me in school Wasted my time, should have left me to run free, all of my life. Shaped by moments spent contented, And free on hillside, and meadow. Flying down along this memory lane I can't forget people, and places. Especially holiday months spent joyfully on farms, school days, terror-filled times eager to read, and write. Ignored, had to count, multiple, divide. All such mysterious ways should have left me too run free on hillside, and meadow. Boy scouts, Clonard Confraternity, saving grace. Mc Cances Glen sparkling wild, roaring waters running through. Falling in, getting dragged out, soaked to the skin. Walking homewards elated, simple times. Should have left me too run free. Never wanted to grow up though I did. Accepted responsibility didn't do too bad. Didn't do too good all in all. Did the best I could. Raised a family of three, my wife Geraldine, and me. Should have left me too run free on hillside and meadow.