Childhood is a precious stage of life.

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I loved those laughs and leisure time,

Those ice creams, candies and juice of lime.

Nothing I cared and missed no one right then,

I grew up to be a part of messy world don’t know when.

Cut throat competition and surviving till then,

World is not so simple I realized, like all men.

Time is precious for me and every moment counts,

Night reminds me of tomorrow’s pressure and haunts.

I am a father now and have home to take care,

How much I miss my childhood, its not so fare.

If only I had power to stop time in my hand,

My dreamy world would not have melted in sand.

When I watch my kid play and rejoice alone,

I feel proud that time has not just gone.

When I stare at his face and cute little eyes,

It shows me picture of all those moments nice.

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  • nenen on May 28, 2009

    i have fond memories of my childhood and i never stopped telling about it to my children. it feels good to be a child again

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