I wish, I could slip back in the lanes of time,

When I was a kid, Once upon a time

How naive and tender did I feel then,

As I played my childish tricks, mischievous and insane.

Those endless fights with pillows,

Those imaginary places and tents made from blankets and pillows........

From mixing things up to braking them

When my mischief was discovered

I grinned with an innocent shame.

How beautiful were those days,

One did appreciate the rain, the sun and its rays.

A game of ball with friends, under the sun

Hours and hours of endless and priceless fun.

Those countless paper planes and boats designed during leisure

Seeing them fly and swim better than others with pride and pleasure.

Memorable evening filled with cartoons and superhero shows

And where each one did have a favorite to chose.

Time has flown by and some things have changed,

Sometimes I long for it desperately, wanting it back at any cost

Our heads are full of logic and our hearts are often dry,

Somewhere amidst the daily din, that the little child within us cry.