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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.

2 comments:

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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