I remember those wistful days,

Those carefree ways,

I always did as I willed.

I loved that phase

Of blissful plays,

I was energy filled.

My imagination soared

When I was bored,

It was my only crutch.

A portal toward

Worlds unexplored,

I indulged it much.

Till down, down,

My delusion did drown,

I came crashing to the Earth.

But my fantasy crown

Is still renown,

As I return to creativity's birth.