• Childhood days
    filled with play
    and smiles
    and laughs
    and barefeet on grass
    the sky so blue
    the sun so bright
    as it falls
    on my freckles
    to kiss me goodnight
    to have patience
    till morn
    when we will rise again
    and have days
    full of play
    again
    and again
    the laughter will never cease
    until my skin is all creased
    criss-crossed in those laughing lines of fun
    and I still show all my kisses from the sun