The Whispering Winds of Childhood Dreams

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In the golden glow of morning light,
The world was vast and full of wonder,
With tiny feet on dewy grass,
We chased the dreams, our hearts aflutter.

The skies were vast, our spirits high,
With laughter echoing through the trees,
We built our castles in the sand,
And sailed our ships on make-believe seas.

The evenings came with tales untold,
Beneath the stars we found our peace,
With whispered secrets to the moon,
Our innocence was sweet release.

But time, it flew on wings unseen,
And past those days of childlike grace,
Remain the memories, pure and bright,
Of a childhood’s warm embrace.

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