Do You Remember The Happy Days

Do you remember, when you were young?
Do you remember all the nursery rhymes, yet to be sung?

Do you remember, when life was so easy?
When you'd get so much love, if you felt queasy.

When the hardest choice was picking pen,
And your heart wasn't broken, by young men.

Do you remember, getting a warm, happy hug?
And drinking hot milk, out of a mug?

Why can't we go back to the happy days,
When we don't care, what someone says?