I met you when you were
old about a day or two,
How deep we would grow
none probably knew!

As you are eleven today
let me tell you,
I was always there,am
and will be for you!

IF you ever miss me
no matter how old you grow,
Just close your eyes and
Take a deep breath
I'll Show!!

The temperatures have gone so high,
We hardly see any birds fly.

Have some ice creams, drink some dew
Sit back at home but try things new.
Take out your toys and pull out your tents,
Pick up the phone and call up your friends.

To plant saplings you need to sow,
I'm sure you'll be happy to see them grow.

Climb up trees and pluck some fruits,
But always make sure to wear the right boots.
Coz this can lead you to a terrible fall,
And you might suffer from fractures small.

Then the rest of the summer you'll need to lie on the bed,
Which will definitely **** your imaginations dead.
Drink plenty of water and be careful while having fun,
And try your best to win the battle against the bright and hot SUN..

Brown specs on eyes,There on the rocking chair,
You usually read the news,Brushing your black-grey hair.

Sipping a cup of tea,You waited for the breakfast,
And tried to wake me up,Which was a morning fuss.

Chanting my name,Thousand times a day,
Bring me a pencil,***** or nut,Was what you used to say.

Painting your face in green and blue,And colors which are very rare,
As you woke in the morning hue,The mirror would make you scare.

Request for movies,parks and restaurants,Were some of my daily affairs,
You were there to take me out,Even if no one cared.

You were the one who taught me how,To make the first cup of tea in my life,
And after every cup you were the one,Who gifted me a penny or five.

I really miss those days,When i was little kid,
Because there were so many things,Which we together did.

The countless activities included,Tons and tons of funny things,
Shall we remember each day,On the face it happiness brings...

The world was full of fun,There was a bright Sun,
We all always enjoyed,And our fun never destroyed.

There were many chirping birds,Which would sit on the nearby trees,
There were some shepherds,Who were quite free.

Life was never so tough,Till we were in our school,
Our teachers were never so rough,And tried to keep us cool.

College is not so cool,Now we really miss our school,
There are no more chirping birds,But all of us have become nerds.

The place we once cursed,Is now just a dream,
No one here bothers,Even if we scream.

There are many roads,But none go back to school,
We wish we had realized before,There is no other life so cool...