The laughter of children in the park playground at play
Takes me to another time and to far away
In the town park on Summer evenings we played football
For a couple of hours until the gloam of nightfall
But all of that now does seem long ago
And time that ages everything has become my foe
In the nineteen fifties the young boys and girls back then
Now long past their physical prime ageing women and men
And though the clocks on our lives ever keep ticking fast
The laughter of children takes us to the past
To our younger years when we enjoyed our fun
Playing with our young friends in the evening sun
Until the gloam after sunset in the town park far away
Good memories live on as the wise one does say.
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