Childhood Memories
"How sweet to the heart are the scenes of my childhood"
Samuel Woodworth, 1785-1842
Our journeys in Life are memorable
by sweet memories that we dearly hold
of childhood days that are adorable
those Life incidents when recalled and told
relish more - I have always wondered why
stolen guavas from neighbor's tree was gold
catch, to share with pals with no shame or shy
made me a hero who was bold and brave;
seeing a cricket ball break glass pane high
and scampering when the land lady gave
us a chase was sheer joy that made our day,
parents reprimand was taken as grave
till the next day, back again we were gay
with our old ways, time in the company
of mischief makers flew, all I can say
with no phones, telly or today's many
we were too ready to play with any.
21-Nov-2020
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