Nostalgia and Childhood

Nostalgia's embrace, a gentle hand,

A journey back to childhood's land,

Where innocence danced with endless glee,

Amidst whispers of forgotten memory.

In sepia hues of yesteryears,

A carousel of laughter and tears,

Freckled faces, sun-kissed skin,

A symphony of youth, a world to spin.

The playgrounds echoed youthful cries,

As dreams took flight in azure skies,

With hopscotch squares and skipping rope,

Our hearts would soar, our spirits elope.

The scent of rain on dusty roads,

A thousand stories it still holds,

Splashing puddles, paper boats set sail,

Childhood's canvas, where dreams unveil.

We chased fireflies in twilight's glow,

Innocence wrapped us like a bow,

Beneath the stars, we made our wishes,

On whispered secrets and magic kisses.

The taste of candy, a sugar rush,

In penny arcades, a playful hush,

Where laughter echoed through the night,

And time stood still in pure delight.

Oh, how I long for those days of yore,

Where time's embrace held so much more,

The past now etched in memories sweet,

A treasure trove of life's heartbeat.

In the warmth of nostalgia's embrace,

I find solace, a tender space,

For in the realms of childhood's reign,

I'll forever dwell, untouched by pain.