Blast from the past …

I want to go back in time & want my childhood days back when “Getting high” meant “On swing”,  “Dad” was the only “Hero”,  “Love” was “Mom’s hug”, “Highest place on earth” was “Dad’s shoulder”, “My worst enemies” were “My own siblings”, Only thing that could “hurt” were “skinned knees”, the only thing “Broken” were my “Toys” and when “Goodbyes” meant “Only till Tomorrow”