I think back to my childhood days with joy

I reflect on the games I played as a boy

Somehow time had an impact on this old mans mind

And when I truly admit it this is what I find

I wanted to play ball but Mom said not today

Go do your homework and the grass needs mowed by the way

On one cold winter day I went outside without a hat

Dad said, “You better not let your mother catch you doing that

I wished and yearned for the day when I was old

I would go where I pleased, and not do as I was told

I would run my own life and do my own thing

I hadn’t thought of the consequences of having an offspring

Today I am old and my daughter says, “Dad you must eat right”

“And clean yourself up, Dad.  Gee you’re a sight

Now this poor old man has to drag himself out of bed

This growing up thing is not as great as they said

Oh those youthful days when I would rule the human race

I would become president or an astronaut in space

Instead, I find I am an old worn-out man

Oft-times as they do, astray went my plan