[Poem] A Childhood Memory

 

Sun-kissed days and laughter's ring,

Sticky fingers, freedom's swing.

A small hand grips a plastic prize,

The fizz erupts, a sweet surprise.

 

First taste of joy, a fizzy chime,

Shared amongst friends, transcending time.

Not just a drink, a memory bright,

Of summer warmth and endless light.

 

But years unfold, and tastes mature,

Beyond the sweet, a different lure.

The childhood charm begins to fade,

Leaving the bottle, half-emptied, shaded.

 

Yet still, within, a whisper lies,

Of innocence with sparkling eyes.

A bittersweet reminder true,

Of moments lost, the childhood view.