In the realm of yesteryears, where time stood still,
Lies a treasure trove of memories, that give me a thrill.
A world of innocence, of laughter and tears,
A world of childhood, devoid of fears.
The joy of a new toy, the sorrow of a scraped knee,
The thrill of climbing a tree, as high as could be.
The taste of grandma's cookies, the smell of the rain,
The simple pleasures, that won't come again.
The games of hide and seek, the friends so dear,
The sound of mother's lullaby, still rings in my ear.
The first day of school, the last bell's chime,
Oh, the sweet nostalgia, of a time so prime.
Now, years have passed, and I've grown old,
But the memories of childhood, are like stories to be told.
They warm my heart, they make me smile,
They take me back, to a time worthwhile.
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