just a thought

Running to the corner store pocket full treasure
Yearning to trade for the merchant for substantial pleasures
My silver could earn me sweets from all across the globe
tootsie rolls, oreos, honey buns are like gold
Laughing with my sister gripping my bikes handle bars
wind hitting my face tears of excitement streaming off
No worries at 6o'clock grandma will be home
The sweet aroma fills the house and prime time TV is on
These memories are what made me relax
the comfort of a home and the support to be real and not act
Truth or lie was no concern to me then
Just innocence the bliss of full ignorance
sometimes i wish i could go back
to the times before i realized that life is hard