We think about childhood and memories of friendships, innocence, laughter and freedom come to mind. There are countless of those that make us wish for the ‘good old days’ to come back…
because there is something about the selfless friendship of five year olds, giving their all and not asking anything in return, that bring a smile to our face;
because there is something about the innocence of seven year olds, asking the simplest of questions, that make us laugh;
because there is something about the laughter of nine year olds, so carefree and enthusiastic, that makes us long for the same;
because there is something about the freedom of eleven year olds, their days filled with timid worries of school and solace in their parents’ arms, that makes our heart ache for those merry days.
If only those good old days filled with raw love could freeze in time and stay in our lives forever.
In response to the Daily Post Prompt: