Everybody remembers the childhood
All those shouldn't and should
Everybody remembers it well
I suppose as much as they could
But no one seems to care about the innocence
The thing of the essence
No one seems to care about what we did and learned
In our school lessons
Everybody for sure remembers the sun
When it was shinning through the clouds
When it was warm, when it was one
When there were just good and bad, lost and found
When there were just laugh and cry
When there were just a Mom and a Dad
Who seemed never Die
Your Majesty!