As we grow, as we learn,
We fear much more, wanting to return,
To days of ignorance, joy and laughter,
Yet we should stop and look here after.
No matter how hard the struggle may be,
The worries, the difficulties we face and see,
Remember that life is like a toy from your youth,
You loved it then, adored it in truth.
Now, the toy is faded and damaged in some way,
But all those memories back in the day,
And all those to arrive will bring a smile,
Keep the world full of light after all this while.
Just like your bear, doll or train,
A happy life just needs 3 things in main,
Lovely moments bringing rays of sun,
Someone to love and a song to hum.
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