When I was Young

I remember when I was young,
Chubby cheeks and wide bright eyes,
I remember how the world seemed to glitter,
Filled with the scent of fairytales.

I remember how everything felt.
How hot tears would spring unforced,
At the death of a bird with a broken wing.
I remember the pain,
And how it made everything else seem special.
I remember love,
Unconditional,
Blind to faults,
Strengthened by weakness.

How I miss those days,
When the heat of emotion burned bright.
I wish I could return, if only for a day,
To feel the warmth of those flames again.

When I was young.