Gallery of Youth

In the gallery of youth, memories bloom,

Brushstrokes of laughter, colors in every room.

Crayon dreams on paper, stories we'd unfold,

In the canvas of friendship, our tales were told.

Skipping stones of innocence, across the pond we'd toss,

Each ripple a reflection of the bonds we'd gloss.

With hopscotch hearts and hide-and-seek delight,

We painted our adventures in the daylight.

Through playground echoes and merry-go-round spins,

We found symphonies in the wind's playful hymns.

In the gallery of youth, where dreams take flight,

Friendship's masterpiece, forever bright.

In the museum of our past, where time stands still,

Those brushstrokes of friendship, hold memories to fill.

For in the art of togetherness, we found our treasure trove,

A masterpiece of moments, in the tapestry of love.