In golden fields where dreams are spun,
Our laughter echoed with the sun.
Through endless summers, days would blend,
With time, a faithful, loyal friend.

The world was vast, yet small to us,
Each moment pure, no need for fuss.
We chased the wind, we danced on air,
With hearts unburdened, free from care.

Nights were filled with whispered tales,
Of pirates’ quests and magic trails.
Beneath the stars, our wishes flew,
In childhood’s realm, where all was true.

Now grown, we cherish what was then,
Those simple joys, those moments when,
Our hearts were light, our spirits free,
Forever young in memory.