How I long for that yesteryear time
of innocent thought and childhood rhyme
Without sorrow or strife free to suckle
and nurture from the bosom of life
Take me back to those days I remember
so much fun and so much splender
Spinning spinning around and around
Laughing laughing and falling down
Running running and going nowhere
Feeling the breeze blow through my hair
Enjoying chocolate coated candy treats
Learning to look both ways before crossing streets
Birthday parties and balloons
Saturday morning cartoons
Old mayonnaise jars for catching bees
Band-Aids for scraped up knees
Early to bed a good nights slumber
Popsicle sticks for building lumber
Going to school making a new friend
Wishing some days would never ever end
Climbing jumping and falling to earth
'Ahh', being young and alive my greatest net worth
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