In fields where laughter paints the skies,
We danced beneath the sunlit trees,
With dreams as vast as butterflies,
And hearts as light as summer breeze.

The echoes of our childhood days,
Still whisper in the evening’s glow,
As time moves on in silent ways,
We learn to let the memories flow.

Through paths of wonder, fears, and hope,
We find ourselves in growing light,
With every step, a broader scope,
Embracing day, embracing night.

And though the years may swiftly fly,
The child within us never fades,
A beacon ‘neath the ever-changing sky,
In dreams where innocence pervades.