When All the Colors Were Bright and Bold

Can we bring back the child like imagination When we saw the world with such fascination When all the colors were bright and bold Every little thing to us was gold When we looked at everything with awe and wonder We thought God bowling was the sound of thunder When we still believed in fairytales That good over evil always prevails When we couldn't get enough of mom's butterfly kisses Before we gave up on our dreams and wishes When hugs from dad meant everything Comfort and security they would bring When we were able to speak our truth Having the frankness and innocence of youth When our love and affection was given so freely And saying I love you came so easy C.A.Saputo xoxo 1 Corinthians 13:11