It is, what it was?
Filled with memories.
Filled with lots of love.

Filled with many friends.
Filled with many kins.
Yes, the days of my youth

Standing, beside the grave.
I could only reflect back about you.
The things you taught me.
The way you guided me.
During, the days of my youth.

When people look at me?
They mainly mention you.
Cause in me, they see you.

In away I represent you.

When glancing at photographs.
I cry amongst the many smiles.
To think.
Yes, to think I once was that little child.
During, the days of my youth.

Whether playing hide-and-go-seek.
Or Simon's says.
Or one, two, three red light.

Or simply hanging out with my friends.
The days of my youth was fantastic.

I'm happy.
I'm proud.
The days of my youth as a child.
Was more than I could wish for.
Especially, when it came to Christmas.

Things of wealth that's important to some.
Can't replace the humbleness of your love.