Reminiscence with bobo

Your little fingers painted red and blue,
The paper carrying rainbow hue;
Confident strikes and imaginative figures,
And thus memories of my childhood triggers.

Cards and paintings for mom and dad,

Foolish acts of dancing rad;

Digging worms and filling the jar,

The time doesn't seem so far.

As you giggle and jump around everywhere,

I see myself smiling and gazing there;

I am living my childhood days with you,

Feeling fresh and all anew.