Those childhood days,
How much I miss them
Because those were the best days of life.
Paper planes, Paper boats were very part of that life.
If rain was in town,
I, with my friends made paper boats, Wrote letters for the Rain.
Boat sailed and we watched the sailing boat with the letters written on each.
Those childhood days,
How much I miss them now.
If it was some other day,
I, with my friends played with the paper planes.
From here to there those planes flew and we enjoyed running behind them
As the pilots for them.
Those childhood days
How much I miss them
Because those were the best days of life.
Now, only memories sail and fly
Paper Boats and Paper Planes find place as bookmarks.
Hope someday in near future they will sail and fly,
May be not for me but for my junior one.
Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 11:01 AM UTC
Those childhood days,
How much I miss them
Because those were the best days of life.
Paper planes, Paper boats were very part of that life.
If rain was in town,
I, with my friends made paper boats, Wrote letters for the Rain.
Boat sailed and we watched the sailing boat with the letters written on each.
Those childhood days,
How much I miss them now.
If it was some other day,
I, with my friends played with the paper planes.
From here to there those planes flew and we enjoyed running behind them
As the pilots for them.
Those childhood days
How much I miss them
Because those were the best days of life.
Now, only memories sail and fly
Paper Boats and Paper Planes find place as bookmarks.
Hope someday in near future they will sail and fly,
May be not for me but for my junior one.
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