I wondered as a child
when I would grow up
but now I wish I could
be a child again. Childhood
is the best, one can do
everything they want.
Those little mischiefs we
used to do, how we used
to try to not go to school.
The sweet sleep on our
mother’s lap was the
best phase of childhood.
The pampering we got,
how we cried over small
things as a child, the
nursery rhymes we used to
read and those countless memories.
Those were the days we all
cherished and wish they came back again.
We used to hold fingers
of our parents if we went
everywhere and random people
would just pull our cheeks,
and how we used to feel
shy and then smile afterwards.
As we all grew up,
now we all crave to
go back to those days,
once again cherish those memories,
an one last nap on mother’s lap
is the last thing we wish for.
Nov 23, 2024
Nov 23, 2024 at 1:09 PM UTC
I wondered as a child
when I would grow up
but now I wish I could
be a child again. Childhood
is the best, one can do
everything they want.
Those little mischiefs we
used to do, how we used
to try to not go to school.
The sweet sleep on our
mother’s lap was the
best phase of childhood.
The pampering we got,
how we cried over small
things as a child, the
nursery rhymes we used to
read and those countless memories.
Those were the days we all
cherished and wish they came back again.
We used to hold fingers
of our parents if we went
everywhere and random people
would just pull our cheeks,
and how we used to feel
shy and then smile afterwards.
As we all grew up,
now we all crave to
go back to those days,
once again cherish those memories,
an one last nap on mother’s lap
is the last thing we wish for.
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