Memories are fresh about our childhood come what may.Childhood should be a happy one.
We used to play and sing
and watchand share almost evrything
We used to taste sweet lemon drops
and imagine treasure hunt with all sorts of props;
We used to play hide and seek
behind the bushes and behind the trees;
We used to sit on the walls and talk
and play hop scotch drawn with chalk;
We used to build castles in the sand
and act like pirates with the one eyed band;
We used to read stories of wonderland
and sing and dance in our little fairyland;
We used to look at the far off stars
and were unaware of the terrifying wars;
We used to find love and care
and peace and happiness everywhere;
We used to …but wait…
I will write more if it is not too late.


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