Friday, April 13, 2012

Living the childhood again is now just a dream,
Those colors of torn kites and the taste of melted ice cream,
The time when packet of chips was all we wanted,
Those imaginary places we traveled and flaunted.


Ricademus said...

Very nice! Childhood is gone, but we can still have moments of silliness and fun...stay young at heart.

⁂ܓVållῐ ⁂ܓ☺ said...

Makes me feel Nostalgic....Beautiful poem :)

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