Memoir

Blew off the dust, disturbed their slumber,

Giggles and cries, too many to number;

Innocent dreams invite a laugh.

Stunts that seemed absurd now a delight,

For a chocolate bar, we used to fight,

Ay, double the sweet, bitter in half.

Lost those days "I wanna grow up, right!"

Regretting didn't realize 'twas the light,

I write this too, on your behalf.