Those Winter Fridays

Those winter Fridays after school We run home, changed and fetched wood We played poker, sung and danced Told stories and joked and laughed We made fire and warmed ourselves And stayed quite, listening to the drifting rain We made clay toys and played with As mom was making dinner Those winter Fridays after school We fought and forgave each other We are and went to bed We were young and happy What happened to us brethren What happened to us?