In the golden fields where dreams took flight,
We danced with shadows in the fading light,
Laughter echoed through the whispering trees,
Childhood memories carried by the breeze.

The river sang a song of days gone by,
Under the watchful gaze of the endless sky,
We chased the sun, wild and free,
In a world alive with magic, just you and me.

Echoes of innocence in every corner,
In secret gardens where time was slower,
We built castles in clouds so high,
Believing in dreams that would never die.

Now, in quiet moments, I recall,
Those cherished days, the rise and fall,
Of childhood’s gentle, fleeting grace,
Forever etched in time and space.