When I was child I played at the park, <br />I was told I had to be back by dark, <br />I looked at my watch it was a quarter to eight, <br />When the street lights came on not a mintue late, <br />Played at that park all summer long, <br />My little brother I dragged along, <br />He was a short little kid not too tall, <br />Boy did he love to play baseball, <br />Ran out of the house with his glove and bat, <br />I didn't want to take him I was such a brat, <br />Mom and dad said I had to be nice, <br />Guess that summer had it's price. <br /> <br />Got into trouble with the neighborhood kid, <br />Into the woods, my parents forbid, <br />A trip to the gas station, cigarettes we stole, <br />Fireballs and camp fires we were out of control, <br />Breaking the rules that we were taught, <br />Knowing one day we were going to get caught, <br />Behind the warehouse a fort to be made, <br />Finger prints left we were so afraid, <br />Grounded for a little while what a bummer, <br />Years later we look back at that summer, <br />Don't even have an ounce of regret, <br />Those are the memories we'll never forget.<br /><br />Coreena Dejesus<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/07-16-2007-childhood-summer/
