I remember climbing the trees
In the process we looked out for bees
Cause we heard they could sting,

I remember always wanting to be in church
Cause we would get the goodies we always loved
And these goodies are the bribes we take
so as not to disturb the peace of the church
with our childish conversations,

I remember always wanting to wear our new foot wears to school
Cause we always wanted to look cool,

I remember the good old days when we were kids
And in those days we had no worries
All we really cared about was to listen to stories
and play with our toys,

How I wish I could revisit the good old days
when we were nothing but white cats.

              © El-gran