Old Days
bring back the old days
of laughter and smiles
of gatherings and families
of love and joy
bring back the old days
of happy meal toys
of pokemon cards
and toys r us joys
bring back the old days
of disneyland trips
of fairytale cartoons
and believing never ends
bring back the old days
of going back to seventh grade
of falling in love
and never knowing it's consequences
bring back the old days
of my fun filled childhood
of my reckless attitute
of me growing up
bring back the old days
but they can't be brought back
my grandma once said anything beautiful that once was gone, never comes back
bring back the old days
but now i learned
what once was beautiful and left will never come back
so i bid the old days goodbye
never knowing what the future is hiding from me
Copyright © Fatma A. | Year Posted 2012
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