Let me look back and tell you of my fond memories
My memories of my childhood
When things were simple and fun despite most of it not going all too well.
Let me tell you of how the old days were
Of how there were more trees than skyscrapers
Of how fresher the air was.
I look back having remembered some of the things that happened during the war
How we hid
How we heard the bombings while huddled and hidden.
I remember my teenage years
The dances, the friends and even some of the funny stories
I remember my teachers and look back being thankful for them.
I look back hoping you’d share my excitement too
One day, you too will be looking back on your life
And I hope you remember me when you do.