Childhood.... The sand castles we built Small as the mould of our tiny foot Large as the size in our head So we lived in it. I even had a garden and a garage- attached. The fancy cars we drove The ones we drove with our mouth With speed so fast but never a head-on collision We drove from anywhere to Lagos I even drove to London one time. The friends we made We made them genuinely. We care not if your father was Dangote or mr Kalu We fought and reconciled without a third-party We forgave without an apology. The fun we had was cheap We didn't try so hard to laugh We laughed out loud literally Because almost everything was funny We had a thousand laugh a thousand nights. The tears we shared was real We cried the thought we felt We could cry because we saw you cry Not by any means mechanical Nor by any artificial The dreams we had Some came through, some stayed stale We still wish we could do it again To do another childhood is a dream stayed stale. Adulthood is the barrier to childhood! #Childhood #Dr_Amy