Can you remember the joy of
Sweeping and sailing down
The slide in summer?
Have you forgotten what you felt
When mixing mud into a mess
With your mischievous fingers?
The time when you learnt to ride
Your red bike. Experiencing wind
Rushing through your hair as you
Raced the turning world?
Or when you tried building a sandcastle.
Your hand picked flag with
Pink dots fluttering in
The fresh sea breeze?
Those were the days of your
Childhood. Never let those memories
Die for they will keep you smiling
Through the good times and bad.