Opened a box of stickers
After thirty years
Floodgates of memories
Of a childhood I hold so dear
They made smile and think about
The times I used to stick
A sticker every single day
On my pink cupboard door
Till one day there wasn't any
Space to stick no more
But I was not disheartened really
Cause the sticker spoke some more
It showed me exactly where
It wanted to be stuck
So I used to paste it on my head
And on the back of my palms
Till mommy used to roll her eyes
And wash them off my hand
I would take the wet sticker back again
And paste it back with a bang
Now it has been a long time
Until today that I opened
This beautiful box of memories
That I hold so dear
Again I was a child you know
Bouncing merrily as can be
For the sticker spoke again
Stick me now please!