I remember when I was young
going on my tippy toes to reach the cookie jar
to get one last taste of the wonderful love
the flowers and clouds covering the field
looking at the clouds
seeing shapes that only only children could see
I remember the scent of Christmas cookies
waiting to be eaten by Santa clause
the laughter and fun of opening presents
and finding that firetruck
Years have come and gone
I grew up and childhood seemed so long ago
but when I look up at the sky
I see the clouds
and remember what used to be
