Tarzan Craze

As a kid, I loved climbing trees....

It was all about Tarzan when I was a kid,

It was about having fun and sweating.

Swing like monkeys, without a thing called grace.

Wounds and the itchy feeling, gifts from the Tarzan Craze.

Life, not too serious yet not so wild,

But a life, I loved rewinding from time to time.

It seems like something memorable is built under the sun,

Everyday and I reminisce, all the days of fun.

Trying to find where those days are?

Lost, that's how I am now.

Lost and confused ,what happened to my life?

Seems like my life gone chaotic, perfection now I should find.

Well, we'll always be kids!

And that means, I can play all day, right?

Give me just 10 seconds to climb this tree,

Let me be Tarzan; let me have fun, please oh please.

Reviews

[S.Hunt]

Yes ! The tarzan lives, to go and play with abandonment. Tx happy write.