Remember those sunny days of childhood?

Those summer days spent without a care

When the golden daffodils would wave at us

And the gentle breeze caressed our hair

Remember the sunsets we would watch?

The sky - a patchwork of scarlet, pink, and gold

As day gave way to starry night

And all was right with our world

Remember the trees that we would climb?

The chocolate bark scraping our knees

As we picked the luscious apples

From their confines among emerald leaves

Remember the meadows we would find?

Wheat standing taller than our heads

Getting lost in the waves of grain

The flowers dancing, flashing red among golden threads

Remember the storms that we would watch?

Listening to the thunder roar

And lightning flashed, but we weren’t scared

Because we knew there’d be a rainbow: the fear no more

Remember those sunny days of childhood?

We were kids back then,

Now? Adults who regretfully remember.