I was a child. There were trees life was mild. We would run in the grass of our own backyard. Mr. Green sold his plums across the street. He would leave a sign. Please leave 25p in the box. To the side what a sight. All the kids passing by. On their cycling bikes. And to school they would ride. I would learn soon. That I would learn too. Every day around five. A cup of tea to warm inside. It reminded us all that a friend was close by. Anytime. Neighbors lending an eye. To ensure you were fine. Love was meant to be kind. I would learn soon. That I would love too. And as time passes by. Leaving all this behind. Our sweet home now revives. Still in me it resides. And it always will shine. I would learn soon. That I would leave too