Nostalgia by Rachel Fry

Nostalgia by Rachel Fry

A formal goodbye to my childhood,
As I walk through the old neighborhood.
Hearing the ghosts of shrieks and laughter,
As we played hide n' seek and chased fireflies after.
I remember the peaceful weekends at the lake,
Fishing, swimming and tubing with Jake.
I remember the holiday parties and field days at school,
When slurpee runs were frequent and silly bands were cool.
From basketball practice in the winter and cheer in the fall,
To asking "is your refrigerator running?" on a dumb prank call.
The days were long and the summers were endless,
A time was life's possibilities seemed to be limitless.