Had to run

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I just about remember what it was, when,
To get from A to B you had to run

From the front door you ran to the corner
Impatient to be there first

Across the playing field to reach the swings you ran
Around the wet tiled oblong of the public pool you ran

At every chance you scampered, skittered
And stairs of course – the helter-skelter thunder of your feet.

Back then we knew, as cubs and puppies do
When you can bound, why wait?

Who wants to be like grownups, lumbering
With their dreary elephantine gait?