While looking through a small toy store,
I gushed over everything I saw.
Board games, toy guns, magic kits,
Figurines with their bobs and bits.
Puzzles, yo-yos, rollerskates,
Sports gear to play with all your mates.
Matchbox cars, a brand new bike,
So much for boys that age to like!
Lego, Play-Dough, Meccano,
Sony, Sega, Nintendo.
Marvel, Hot Wheels, Mattel, Nerf,
God only knows how much it's worth.
I'd take them all, but wonder though,
Why did I grow up, those years ago?
I wonder when it was that I,
Did wave my childhood goodbye?
I miss those years, upon reflection,
Of Looney Tunes and Cartoon Connection.
Pretending I'm a Ninja Turtle
(But only either red or purple!)
Giggling as Sooty and Sweep,
Scare Mathew as he tries to sleep.
And clap while Noni, and Scrap the Dog,
Sing of a peculiar little frog.
Fruit Loop breakfast, hot dog lunch,
And if you're good, donuts for brunch.
When fast food was a special treat,
And playtime worked off what you'd eat.
But it's not so easy, staying slim,
Each treat now means an hour in gym,
And little did you know that age,
That these things came from a parent's wage!
"No games until you've had your bath!"
Your dad would call, you'd hide and laugh.
The sprinkler provided fun for hours,
And red cloth gave you superpowers.
A cardboard box and nothing more
Could be a dark cave to explore.
A spaceship, store or army jeep,
Dreams lived and loved, devoid of sleep.
But soon the cave becomes a desk,
The dreams fade and now work is left.
Where toys were once, bills now remain,
With home loans, debt and interest gain.
From fireman, spaceman, dinosaur,
To banking, sales or corporate law.
Dreams are lost, employment gained,
And only reality has remained.
But while dreams were big, your world was small,
No further than your bedroom walls.
Once worlds made in imagination
Now countless lands for exploration.
Only in a child's mind can there
Live fantasy completely free from care.
But true adventure is off our shores,
Quite certainly past the bedroom doors.
But now excitement comes from where,
A child would not imagine, dare.
The feeling of an accomplished feat,
Victory snatched from near defeat.
When a cute girl's smile can warm your heart,
Or a light kiss can tear worlds apart.
Now feelings such as these,
Do my older heart appease.
Some day I hope yet to find,
As I come home from the daily grind,
Loved ones greeting with open arms,
A family void of fear or harm.
To have a wife and kids that adore me,
Like my dad and his dad before me.
These are the things I want before
The time I come to live no more.
I've realised there is a stage
Where such treasures will come with age,
Such joys that come eventually,
Are loved for their simplicity.
A child will never understand,
Nor experience these things firsthand.
But what a child loves now, will come to change
Maturity gained, childhood exchanged.
But sometimes I'll still search for stars,
And dream I was a spaceman on Mars.
Searching for an alien race,
In the endless realms of outer space.
And on my drawer, in red and green,
Still stands a turtle figurine.
I smile each night before I rest,
And know Raphael was always the best.