Childhood

One day while taking a stroll

I recollected myself playing with a doll

How childhood always remains the best

As it flies high above the rest

Always crying for little things

And getting happy even in a chocolate one brings

Your every wish is taken care about

In front of you no one has the courage to shout

Ever you are being scolded, about this I doubt

No worries of getting up early each day

Keeping your sleep and peace at bay

No pressure of studies

Which means no worries

During childhood you are treated as a hero

When you are actually nothing but a zero

I wish it could be there forever

But time and childhood are siblings that fly away together.

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