What it is to be a child

I think of the glorious days.
No sadness but pleasant thoughts.
I felt free, filled with smiles and laughter in abundance.
I surged towards my heights.
I loved to sing, dance and be merry in the wind.
Short days,  freedom to live for the evenings, the nights drifted slowly by.
No thought for tomorrow.
Make haste.
Another day is dawning.
Oh how pleasant and exciting it is to be a child.