A Mystery

Why, when we grow older
Do we forget the feeling
Of finger painting
Blowing bubbles
Laugh attacks
Fairy tales

Why, when we grow older
Do we call playing and laughing
Childish
As if something's wrong with it

Why, when we grow older
Do we forget the feeling
Of joking around
Dancing like a crazy monkey
Pillow fights

Why, when we grow older
Do we grow more practical
Forgetting what it's like to be fun

Do we really forget?
Or do we remember what it's like
To act care free
But we're just scared to admit it.
It will always be a mystery to me.