Poems (Barbara White)/Childhood Days
Childhood Days
As I'm sitting in the shadows By the firelight's ruddy glow,I can see the children playing As we did long years ago.I can hear the merry laughter Floating through the air so clear,As of childhood days I'm thinking I can still their laughter hear.
As the shadows they do lengthen I can hear the school bell ring,I can see the children marching I can also hear them sing.Sometime songs of battle, Sometimes of love, it's true,As we did it then with fervour Till the lessons we were through.
To be sung at end of each verseOh happy days of childhood, Innocent and free,Are still a golden memory And your faces still I see;As in the days of long ago Full of mirth, sunshine and glee,I still see your smiling faces As they used to be.