Student Blog Published on 2026-09-18 Sometimes I sit quietly and think of those days, When happiness came in simplest ways. I miss coming home with dusty little feet, And finding mom waiting, making milkshakes as treat. I miss the evenings when we played outside, Running with friends with nothing to hide. We laughed over silly things, argued, then smiled, Not knowing how precious it was to be a child. I know I can never go back to that time, But those little memories still feel like forever mine. And whenever life becomes too busy or hard I close my eyes and miss my childhood with all my heart.
