Once I was a little

When I was a kid I Never knew
The things I believed, they were not the truth

I thought that butterfly
Came far from the sky

And after some days It'll become a fairy
That will make my wishes come true daily

Whatever it was, it was beautiful
And somehow I found that so meaningful

Me and my friends started to fight
I claimed that teddy was one of mine

My mom told me " Dear! Fighting is not a good trend. Go and share your teddy with friends "

I stopped crying and came back to them
I exclaimed " My mom say, fighting is not a good trend'.

We forgot the fight and started to play again
That was the day we became true friends.

And just like this, we had many incidents
That made us more and more like the friends

That beautiful past memories make overwhelmed
I wish I could go to the past once again.

We all always wished to experience the past
But what's is the truth it was once and last

But I'm lucky I have memories
And I got the time, I recall those beautiful childhood theories.