Youthful Enchantment

In those days of innocence and mirth,

Life was a treasure trove of joys on earth,

With no worries to weigh us down,

We danced and laughed like fools in town.

Oh, the peachy joys of childhood days,

When every moment was filled with playful ways,

Running through fields and chasing after butterflies,

Savoring the sweetness of life before our eyes.

The scent of freshly bloomed flowers,

The sound of laughter echoing for hours,

Playing hopscotch and jumping rope,

A simpler time, a childhood hope.

No deadlines to meet, no bills to pay,

Just the sunny skies and the bright day,

The world was our playground, oh what fun,

A magical time, never to be undone.

So cherish those memories of childhood past,

And let them fill your heart at last,

For the youthful enchantment of those days,

Will forever light up our joyful ways.