The sun’s warm rays
Remind me of my days in the sun
The days of no responsibility
When innocence was still alive...
The snow white clouds remind me of the
Pure, innocent dreams of a kid…
The trees, remind me of those games of hide and seek
Those days where we could laugh and joke
Without a care in the world
The bird’s song reminds me of the times when
The only song I listened to, was the song of the present
The song was loud, clear, and uninterrupted
By the darkness inside my head

Sometimes, when I yearn for the past
I go back to nature because…
Unlike objects or people,
Nature never changes
The white clouds will always be in the sky
The sun will always shine during the day
The trees will always stand tall
And the birds will always sing…
Until the day I die