Walls that were a rosy red
Gentle lullabies in my head
Birthday candles for me to blow
Silly men made out of snow

Boxes that were full of treats
Cotton candy, sugary-sweet
Finding a home for a seed
Band-Aids on my arms and knees

Life didn’t seem like something to fear
Not with my sister and brothers near
At night we could laugh and play
And chase our silly worries away

Some days we could look up high
And watch a balloon rise in the sky
It mixes with the blue and white
We laugh as it goes out of sight

Some are strong, and some are mild
But memories are best when you’re a child