Oh If I was a child again,
I'd play from dawn til dark,
I'd skip and laugh til day was done,
I'd spend forever in the park.
To see the world through child like eyes,
And never know the meaning of pain,
To just be innocent and stay that way,
See life like it is a game,
To see everything with such awe,
And see the simple things in life,
Like the real beauty of being a child,
with no worries or strife.
To see the joy in a trapoline,
And nearly touch the sky,
To pretend I have wings,
And imagine that I can fly.
Those days of childhood have long gone,
But I believe you're as young as you feel,
And all those fantasies that I once lived,
Will always to me be real!
Vicki Wroe, 17 (C)
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