In the blink of an eye, childhood fades,
Dreams of innocence quickly trade,
For the burdens of a grown-up life,
A world of duties, a world of strife.

Where once were games and laughter loud,
Now responsibilities form a shroud,
The carefree days of yore are past,
As we grow up, too fast, too fast.

The clock ticks on, relentless pace,
Each moment gone, leaves but a trace,
Of simpler times, of lessened weight,
When dreams were vast and hearts elate.

Yet in our hearts, a child remains,
A spark of joy amidst the chains,
Remember to cherish, hold it tight,
The essence of youth, our guiding light.