Life was easier up on the tree house
Smoother down the slide
Happier with a rubber ball in hand
And much more merrier with dangling friendship bands.
The front camera wasn’t the cause for the smile on our face
Wi-Fi wasn’t the password to games.
Outdoor was the only idea we had after-school
Pride was owning dozens of tazo and cards of our favorite cartoon.
Fashion was all about Glowing sneakers and plaids,
Mumma was the only candidate for lies and trades.
Hobbies didn’t include playing with emotions
All we knew about makeup was hair brush and lotions.
A glass of bournvita and cookies was how evenings used to start
Toys meant toys and not fancy mobiles or supercars.
Complications and issues were only stories we heard of,
And then one fine day life happened and we began to grow up.