We lived on Cherry Tree Avenue
In a house with a garden
Filled with my girlish stories
Tadpoles in buckets
Secrets buried in the ground
Marbles, ponies
Jammie the rabbit
Childhood memories are sweet
As sugar floss
Was careless to climb trees
Pick poppies
Build sandcastles
Round in circles
Riding on my yellow bike
Waiting for the ice-cream mann
To stop by
Who lives now in our house?
Does the ice-cream man
Whose face I still remember
Play the same melody?
Time never lasts
But memories are still alive
Picture of the past
In fated pastles
Street from my childhood
Where everything was new
Sister in my mother's arms
Smiling on Cherry Three Avenue