make me a kid again,

let me play pretend,

in the meadow — to imagine fairies and sprites, fireflies of benevolence, the stars fell from the sky to constellate the forest — 

the wonder of a child, the purity of youth, what greater strength is there? is there any power more awesome? let me be abundant in friends both manifest and imaginary — let me make the two one, bring me friends who can see what I see, let us imagine together, oh please, let us play pretend — 

bring me the days of old when all was new. let us sing ring around the rosy in a park, in the Sun, to fall onto the grass as one with screams of glee and delight — 

bring it all back, bring it all back to me. make me a child once more; or, rather, let the child already in here, trapped in the glacier of adulthood, be released, let the ice melt in the Sun’s warmth.