Childhood Nostalgia

When I was a child I ran with the wind Never afraid of the world, I dreamed within With the colors of a rainbow I painted with my smile Held my head high, in the clouds I drifted My imagination was my savior In it I found escape Dreaming up visions full of whimsical charm Enchanting, adventurous, my own fairy tale In which I was the hero, the princess, and the villain A wonderous time when playing made sense And the brutality of the world, in my mind never commenced How I long to be a child once again To run with the wind To dream within myself Copyright (c) 2011 T. Y. L