The child we all is the child we want to be,

To wonder free and jump carelessly,

We all miss our childhood,

It was full of fond memories,

But we are grown now,

And now we have to subside to society,

We work and toil all our weary days away,

Wishing that the childhood days have stayed,

But there is always that one that reminds us of how it used to be,

The one who brings out our inner child wonderously,

The ones who help us see what it ment to be free,

The ones we would give ourselves to so quickly,

They remind us how it used to be,

To go about this world jumping around carelessly,

They teach us how to bring out our inner selves again,

They make us feel like cartoons ready to hover,

They are known by many names but we know them as one, lover