The childhood days, a whispered charm | Poem

The sun-kissed world, a vibrant hue,
Where every dream felt strong and new.
The childhood days, a whispered charm,
Protected safe from every harm.

Barefoot on grass, the morning dew,
A boundless sky of brightest blue.
With laughter echoing through the air,
For simple joys beyond compare.

A scraped knee healed by mother's plea,
A secret tree, a mystery.
Imagination took its flight,
From dawn's first ray to starry night.

No weighty worries, no harsh stride,
Just endless games where spirits hide.
A blanket fort, a hero's quest,
Putting innocence to the test.

The summer stretched, an endless grace,
Time's hurried steps had left no trace.
Oh, golden days, now far behind,
A cherished treasure of the mind.