As the sun seeps through the cotton pink curtains,
our face is lit up with joy.
We have our own theme song for the day,
follow that and all will turn out okay.
No worries, no cares…it’s time.
endless hours and countless laughs..
it’s what makes up our days.
We played and we laughed. We imagined all that we could.
And now we’ve grown…grown to have forgotten the innocent
eyes of how we saw the world…a playground.
A place full of magic that was just for us.
Sprinklers, rainbows, stars, lights, trees, grass, paint, chalk,
clouds, water balloons, and anything else our minds could come up with.
i’d love to go back.
