When All the Colors Were Bright and Bold
Can we bring back the child like imagination
When we saw the world with such fascination
When all the colors were bright and bold
Every little thing to us was gold
When we looked at everything with awe and wonder
We thought God bowling was the sound of thunder
When we still believed in fairytales
That good over evil always prevails
When we couldn't get enough of mom's butterfly kisses
Before we gave up on our dreams and wishes
When hugs from dad meant everything
Comfort and security they would bring
When we were able to speak our truth
Having the frankness and innocence of youth
When our love and affection was given so freely
And saying I love you came so easy
C.A.Saputo xoxo
1 Corinthians 13:11
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