The Little Girl That I Was

Flipping through an old album
I saw myself smiling
A smile that I seem to have lost in these days so glum
Memories of a time with no ailing

The picture showed me asleep
In the arms of my mother
Carelessly happy, I slept deep
For I found heaven in the arms of no other

Flipping through the pages, I dived farther
Into the images of my lovely childhood
Of the baby me kissing my father
Of my brother and I wrapped in a hug, warm and good.

I felt a sudden rush of emotions
And warm tears flooding up in my eyes
For I've now grown up to a world where bliss equals pretensions
Where innocence is long lost and where truth equals lies.

Closing the album, I sat against my window
Closing my eyes, I tried to relive those moments
I remembered the solemn smile I had years ago
And realized I haven't lost it among the surging sentiments

Soon it struck me, all that I miss is not gone
I still have around me the love, the care and the smiles
I had those things of joy even when I felt I was alone
Happiness is not lost though I've walked miles

Everything's changed but nothing's lost
Taking in that consolation I sat and smiled again
Like the little girl in the album I had just closed
Miles, I've walked and miles I'll walk along the lane

Still I wish I could be that little girl
Wear the frilly frock, lie on my father's shoulder
Feel the safest with him and curl
Into my mother's lap and not grow older

Play, fight and smile with my baby brother
Cry over the toys we broke and the games we lost. Alas!
I wish, every now and then, to delve further
Into my memories and be the little girl that I was.