HARRAH! FOR GRANDDAD
As I shut my office window
Down my back I feel the cold,
I watch the dancing leaves
Of autumn young and old.
In my solitude I remember
As a child walking to school,
Kicking through the piles of leaves
I thought that was fun and cool.
I would laugh and shout aloud
And throw all the colours in the air,
In those happy carefree school days
I laughed so much I didn't care.
As I stand here now with my memories
I decide I can still have some fun,
I can still kick and throw the leaves
With my grandchildren in the sun.
Off to the park we went leaves piled high
We had fun that brought back the years,
Kicking giggling laughing shouting
I had the best time of my life through my tears.
On the way home we all collected conkers
That had fallen from the trees in the park,
it truely was a wonderful moment
I was a kid again just having a lark.
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