As The Day Sets ( A longing for those days to come again)

I used to be with my friends,
Lying on the grassy field,
Telling stories each one,
Sharing secrets and having fun.
Our faces perspiring
While playing games and enjoying
the moments as the day sets.


I used to be at the swing,
Pushing a friend into the air,
With our shoes off and socks soiled.
Running around so time not to be spoiled
With smiles on our faces,
And so the pain in me eases.
While sitting on the field,
As the day sets.


Now, I am sitting, not on the field
With my eyes on those seated 
on the spot where we used to be
No more stories to share,
Nor secrets to tell.
No more smiles to see,
Nor friends to be with.
No more joy to feel,
Nor a touch of ease.


I wish for those days to come again,
Liven me up in this dark world of longing
For time to bring back those days
Where I used to be on the field
With my friends,
smiling as the day ends.