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.