Your little fingers painted red and blue,
The paper carrying rainbow hue;
Confident strikes and imaginative figures,
And thus memories of my childhood triggers.
The paper carrying rainbow hue;
Confident strikes and imaginative figures,
And thus memories of my childhood triggers.
Cards and paintings for mom and dad,
Foolish acts of dancing rad;
Digging worms and filling the jar,
The time doesn’t seem so far.
As you giggle and jump around everywhere,
I see myself smiling and gazing there;
I am living my childhood days with you,
Feeling fresh and all anew.