Those were the best days of my life!
I roam behind the wasp and bee
Tying a ponytial, far above my head
I roam around the sun as if it was all that I had
There were butterflies that my eyes could see
I ran behind them, following the honeybee
Then there was rain where I dance
how much I wish to have that another chance
to live that life and go back to that age
when bicycles were a dream & chocolates a rage
I still reminisce with glitter in my eyes
Ah! Those were the best days of my life!
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