Childhood something I remember
For there were fond memories of fun times.
Times when all I cared about was getting home
And playing with my toys or going outside to play.
My childhood was good even when it had the bad times or
The times I got in trouble for not listening.
Childhood you are a part of my past I will never forget even
If I wanted too.
You bring a smile to my face as I think about all the times a
Younger me ran around or just simply laughing with no care in
the world but knowing I had to be in the house before the streetlights came on.
Childhood you have my memories and so do I but, sadly we grow out of our childhood toys and clothes.
And we become teens then young adults, and adults and then we’re different from before but for the better.
Childhood I will cherish you like an old friendship, the memories of our times of youth will not be forgotten!
Written By: Deirdre Stokes