In the whisper of dawn, time slips away,
Childhood dreams fade into the fray.
Once, laughter danced in endless play,
Now, the world calls us to sway.

The sun sets on fields of endless green,
Echoes of youth, like a forgotten dream.
We chase the stars, but gather the dust,
In the race of life, growing up too fast.

In the mirror, a stranger’s gaze we find,
Wisdom’s burden, heavy in the mind.
Seasons change, as do hearts and skies,
Innocence lost to the march of time.

Yet, in the shadows of days gone by,
A flicker of childhood still dares to fly.
Amidst the rush, a gentle reminder,
Cherish the past, for it’s a pathfinder.