I wish I could still pull
the hands of time
back when I was young;
and relive the life
of a little child
so naïve, so careless, so free.
I wish I could still feel
that happiness
back when I was young;
and wear that innocent smile
and laughter
sprung from that little heart
so pure, so mild.
I wish I could still think
of the thought I used to have
back when I was young;
when everything is like summer days
and rainy days are holidays
of fun, excitement,
treats, and surprises.
I wish I could use
the stuffs I used to play
back when I was young;
matchboxes, NBA cards,
and even that spinning top
that cost me two penny—
so little but tickles.
But I know it’s impossible
For me to get back
To those times I have had
All I can do is to reminisce
And treasure those—
Those beautiful and wonderful moments—
Back when I was young.
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