Yes, they get bigger. Just click on one.
We squirrel away the memories, their details much enhanced.
How is it that they did not leave us as our lives advanced?
As our lives acquired more finesse, the games were not so fun.
We appreciate the playing more now that it is done.
The games we play in later life are done with pens and papers
but oh, we well remember those early childhood capers.
First loves of adolescence as we fumbled through the rules—
how to play the game of love not taught in any schools.
And though our later lives may be filled with fun and zest,
Long afternoons or late at night, old memories are best.