Once we were children,
Playing in the muddy dirt.
Happy and playful.
Once we were children,
Fussy, confused and naughty.
Everything was fun.
Once we were children,
Entirely full of sweets.
Grown up was our wish.
Now we are older,
We miss those fun carefree days.
They passed by too fast...
Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 5:56 AM UTC
Once we were children,
Playing in the muddy dirt.
Happy and playful.
Once we were children,
Fussy, confused and naughty.
Everything was fun.
Once we were children,
Entirely full of sweets.
Grown up was our wish.
Now we are older,
We miss those fun carefree days.
They passed by too fast...
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