Childhood Reflection

In childhood days, we run and play,
With friends and family, every day.
We laugh and smile, without a care,
Creating memories, beyond compare.

The games we played, the songs we sang,
The joy and laughter, the bells that rang.
Innocent moments, pure and true,
In childhood, dreams come alive, anew.

The world was big, but we were small,
Yet nothing seemed impossible at all.
Imagination soared, like a kite in the sky,
In childhood memories, we still fly.