Can we go,
Back to a time,
That many of us, forgot long ago?
When being cool,
Meant having the 64 pack,
Of Crayola Crayons,
With the sharpener on the back.
When summer days,
Were spent playing pirates,
And playing make-believe.
When butterflies resembled tiny fairies.
And wishes were made,
On white dandelions
That blew away
All of life’s trivial mistakes.
When you met someone,
And they became your best friend,
Right away because,
You could trust them,
With your whole heart.
Can we go back,
To a simpler time,
Because things were easier,
When we were younger.
Back to a time,
That many of us, forgot long ago?
When being cool,
Meant having the 64 pack,
Of Crayola Crayons,
With the sharpener on the back.
When summer days,
Were spent playing pirates,
And playing make-believe.
When butterflies resembled tiny fairies.
And wishes were made,
On white dandelions
That blew away
All of life’s trivial mistakes.
When you met someone,
And they became your best friend,
Right away because,
You could trust them,
With your whole heart.
Can we go back,
To a simpler time,
Because things were easier,
When we were younger.
