Old Times

Remember how we used to play?
How we did things on our own way?
We used to climb trees to look up high
But now all we can see in this dark sky.

Times are changing every single day
I can’t understand why can’t they play.
Children live in front of the pc screen
Playing weird games with no mean.

Remember how fun was getting dirt?
How we fell so many times on the mud?
We used to run through those fields
But now we can’t even cross this shields.

Times are nothing like before
We can’t run free anymore
I hope one day they can see
What in times was to be free.

Remember how often we got lost in the woods?
How we manage to find all those funny clues?
We used to play till we lose track of time
But now all we can do is keep the flame alive.

Elsa Azevedo