Memories of Childhood

In memories of childhood,

Lies a world that was once so good,

Where innocence and wonder reigned,

And the world was a place that never strained.

Days filled with simple joys,

And nights full of sweet dreams and toys,

Every moment was a new adventure,

Every day a fresh, vibrant picture.

Running through the fields and woods,

Feeling the wind in your hair, just as it should,

Chasing butterflies and catching fireflies,

These were the memories that made us thrive.

The smell of fresh-baked bread,

And the warmth of grandma's bed,

The sound of a lullaby,

As we drifted off, so peacefully.

The taste of a freshly-picked berry,

The splash of a cool stream, oh so merry,

These are the memories we treasure,

The moments that we hold dear forever.

For childhood is a time of wonder,

Of exploration, of joy, and of thunder,

A time that stays with us, in our hearts,

A time that we never truly depart.

So cherish these memories, oh so true,

For they are a part of the essence of you,

The foundation of your being,

And the source of your innermost feelings.