Magically Wonderful Times
Magically wonderful times
Special stones bits of sticks
Hunting wiggly worms
Spinning round so very fast
Dizzy from the turns
Bubbles blowing in the wind
Chasing them with glee
Cardboard boxes paper planes
Happy memories
For the young
There’s so much fun
In the little things they find
Then we grow
Forget we know
Magically wonderful times
In awe of the butterfly
Shouting look, look, look
Happy with a piece of bread
Feeding the quacking duck
Rolling down the little hills
Running super-fast
Chasing after dandelions
Gently floating past
For the young
There’s so much fun
In the little things they find
Then we grow
Forget we know
Magically wonderful times
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