Living life in a bubble world
Childhood dreams quickly unfurled
Chasing dreams or dreaming chases
Thinking of romantic places.
In the square of hope and plenty
Skipped and danced ’till we were empty
On the loose, running wild
How good it was to be a child.
Blown away on a gentle breeze
Remnants scattered out with ease
Cherished smiles on children’s faces
Furrowed frowns it now replaces.
Remembering when we were young
Trouble free and full of fun
Just because we’re old and grey
The memories don’t fade away.