In fields where daisies bloom and sway,
We ran with hearts so light and free,
The world was vast, a grand display,
Of endless possibilities.

With laughter echoing through the air,
We chased our shadows, danced with glee,
Each moment filled with joy to spare,
A timeless, carefree melody.

Beneath the shade of ancient trees,
We whispered secrets, dreams so bold,
Imaginations soaring high,
As stories of our youth unfold.

Now those days are memories,
A precious trove of golden days,
Though time has flown on silent wings,
Our childhood hearts forever stay.