Brimming with delight
Pure heart and innocent dreams
Childhood possessions
Bruised knees, pillow fights
The joy of chasing butterflies
Childhood memories
Those magical days
Carefree and pleasurable
I’m reminiscing
* Pic is from the net.
Feb4
Brimming with delight
Pure heart and innocent dreams
Childhood possessions
Bruised knees, pillow fights
The joy of chasing butterflies
Childhood memories
Those magical days
Carefree and pleasurable
I’m reminiscing
* Pic is from the net.
Yes, bruised knees were better than broken hearts , lost heaven!!
And I can’t post this comment, plz remove my comments from the spam
So true.. Mridula.. I did get your comment and it wasn’t in spam. Thanks.
I miss those days sometimes.
I know right! Nothing can match those days. Always good to hear from you, Deana. Thanks for stopping by! :-)
Beautiful… Ah, memories… sweet, sweet memories…! :)
Absolutely.. Sweet memories.. Only if we could turn back the time! :-) Thanks for stopping by.
Beautiful memories and images of childhood MuZer, loved this poem.
Thanks so much for stopping by. Always good to hear from you. :-) Glad you liked this one.