They were in the middle of the road, screaming and yelling... playing, like only they can.
A bike scattered here, a basketball over there.
But they moved when they saw us, and I watched them as I passed by.
I liked being there. On the outside looking in...
Into their lives of laughter and play.
I breathe in... smell that? It's spring.
Fresh grass, stained on your faded jeans. Flower petals in your hair.
I remember.
Everything was so new, a discovery
Wonder was easily fulfilled with my findings
But at the same time the curiousity never stopped growing
To be free was as simple as to run or jump
Soar in the air with your arms outstretched
You're an aeroplane. A bird. Anything.
I watch these children for only a few seconds
Do you think they realise what they have right now... that this happens only once?
I wonder.
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