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Our Treasured Childhood

Our Treasured Childhood

We care not about what is tomorrow
All we wanted is to play without one’s shadow
A hide and seek to unfamiliar trees we barrow
The shouting bliss of captured sneaking fellow

A bike with a basket of flowers crafted
Landing butterfly on braided hair ascended
 Innocence riding with laughter’s resounded
Running freely on wide open ground -astounded

The kite that dances with the free wild wind
Tied with a wooden brick locked by our hand 
Comfortably lying by the garden’s fine grass land
 Watching the sky playing pictures of clouds in our mind

To the rain that freely fall for our wishes
We dances with shimmer of the drops we misses
Blowing bubble that burst with finger’s catches
Our eyes full of soul from childhood’s embraces

Will the sunrise ever makes us old?
To the weary tomorrow and unloving odd
We care not now, for they say time is gold
All we wanted is this freedom from the untold.


Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Date: 11/17/2014 1:13:00 AM
- Katrina, what lovely poem !! - Great told and beautiful rhyming:) - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
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Katrina Monique Cayanan
Date: 11/17/2014 1:15:00 AM
Thank you Anne. I'm glad you like it. :)