I can hear the children as they play.
They're not far away.
They're at the yard of the school
on a day not warm and not too cool.
I listen to their sounds, as
they run all over the ground. That's where they can be found.
After school, during recess,
They also play when school is done for the day
There, they love to play. There, they love to stay.
They have all the fun.
They see, remind me of me.
How I used to be.
I know, that those times were
a very long time ago.
That in the very same playground. I used to go.
Time goes by. A tear falls from my eye.
Time goes on. A new day begins at dawn.
I had my friends. I hoped the good times would never end.