Out of many blessings, childhood is the one
A mortal short season, comparable unto none
We remember childhood, whenever in a mood
With variety of memories, some bad and some good
The childhood days are full of happiness
Innocence, intelligence and full of naughtiness
Childhood is varied from child to child
They follow their own and no rules to abide
He knows how to snatch his rights from the rest
Consider his tasks and possessions to be the best
Childhood is the time when you play with the toys
A time to have crushes on little girls and boys
A child wish to live in his own world of dream
He fights and shares with buddies as a team
Grabbing dews in grass and playing with clay
They are not in a cage but enjoy each day
Mums would call kids for the drinks and cakes
They keep buzy in games and learn from mistakes
Kids want anxiously to go to the school
To pull legs of friends and make teachers fool
They put the things on stake to gain the joy
Have the things they want, whether person or a toy
Parents with their advises make them bore
Sorrows and worries never knocked their door
They took serious things on a casual note
Happy in making pranks and simple anecdotes
A child don’t behave in the same way very often
He is free from responsibilities and obligation
Going to the grounds and give little treats
Playing with the friends and dancing on streets
It’s fun to steal the mangoes from the trees
Ringing other’s doorbells and then flees
Childhood abounds with adventures as much as it could
One complain from the elders, have not been understood
As time passes their fears, start to decrease
They learn many things as their size increase
Childhood is beautiful and the things to envy for
The kids live in present and want things more and more
HMT-------------MISHAY---------
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