Smiles Of Childhood Days

A sudden drizzle gushed along the street, That I wiggled out , romping and playing In my cotton jumpshirt as summer cooled, To allow a downpour of monsoon rain. Swerving through puddles where debris Gathered around little tots' feet, Our lithe bodies slip-skidded, glided On a roller-coaster ride of muddy suds... what fun! Then, I picked dingy ferns coiled by reeds, Merrily smiling past waters, unclear… Till Mom and Dad yelled "kids , clean up...” O youth's play of bubble-pop made us blush. Then soft winds crooned among the trees Where only spellbound laughter can recall This whimsical atmosphere: A time to reel, To cherish the frolic in heat of summer days Which spangled my childhood sprees aloft!