Therapy Bits

In childhood’s realm, where hope did brightly gleam,

We danced through fields of joy, free and unbound,

But pain and grief soon shattered our young dream.

The past, a haunting specter, it would seem,

Whispers of lost innocence all around,

In childhood’s realm, where hope did brightly gleam.

Lonely nights, we’d sigh and silently scream,

Seeking solace in memories profound,

But pain and grief soon shattered our young dream.

Yet through the darkness, a light did redeem,

A glimmer of healing, courage newly found,

In childhood’s realm, where hope did brightly gleam.

With every step, we rise above the extreme,

Embracing scars, our strength does resound,

For pain and grief cannot shatter our young dream.

So let us hold on to the hope we deem,

And let our hearts with courage be crowned,

In childhood’s realm, where hope did brightly gleam,

No pain or grief can shatter our young dream.