The way we used to be

The way we used to be
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Look at you now, you’re glowing!

All grown up and amazing

Sometimes you’re naughty

And cute when you’re teasing

 

You’re full of joy and happiness

Restless and yet enjoying

Not a care in the world

As long as you’re playing

 

Eat up, drink up

And play the toys I’m bringing

It tickles my inner thoughts

The way you’re singing

 

No hatred known

Innocence pure as gold

Life is beautiful

If only you don’t grow old!

The way we used to be





One thought on “The way we used to be”

  1. When we grow old, we have wisdom then. It seems we can’t have all at the same time, but we experienced all one by one :-) That’s why we keep memories but don’t stay in the memories.

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