the view from here

the view from here
has changed

the meadows
where we ran
so wild and free
all gone

replaced by houses
stacked in rows
all neatly lawned
and edged

no trace remains
of childhood days
spent playing there

a world
of pure imagination
(at least ’til time for tea)

the cows moved on
to other fields
the children grew
and ventured forth
the future comes
and takes us all

the view from here
has changed