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Childhood was a time of innocence
When life was considered to be unambiguous
When the world seemed to be fair
When the universe was based around our little brown bear

Childhood was a time when we lived in dreams
Our future hidden behind life-size screens
When everyone appeared to be our friend
We didn't have to consider what would happen in the end

Childhood was a time when life was full of colours
We would all depend on our feeble Mothers
When sorrows never knocked at our doors
We didn't need to be concerned about wars

Childhood was a time when love was pure
We would all behave immature
There were no obligations
No need to fear the regulations

Childhood was a time which is now long gone
All our friends and family have all moved on
Childhood will never come back but
We all have memories untold, remembered until we grow old.
Tasha Thomson

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The bestest time of your life
When you feel very, very good
What is that time called?
Oh Yes! Its childhood!

It’s the only time you remember
When you were in your best mood
What is that time called?
Oh Yes! Its childhood!

It’s the time you don’t need to study
And have lots of time to play in house and woods
What is that time called?
Oh Yes! Its childhood!

It’s the only time when
Your mother herself feeds you food
What is that time called?
Oh Yes! Its childhood!

It’s the only time in life
For which the most willing must be you
Which can never return again once gone
It is called childhood! !
Ashmita Saha

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I miss my childhood

I miss my childhood everyday

This missing increases day by day
I miss those days of happiness
which were full of joy and naughtiness

I miss my grandpa's magnificent love
I miss my grandma's food serve
I miss my village and my darling home
Now I am sad and alone

I was used to go garden daily evening
where I see the day changing
I play their with my friends
who were perfect in that and were legends

I miss stealing of mango from trees
I miss those mountainy friendly trees
I miss play of hide and seek
we hide on guava's great peak

I miss my fields and ponds
I miss that sweet smell of my lands
I miss the scolds of elders
I miss my village builders

I miss my grandpa's old shoulders
I miss my village's brave soldiers
I miss my cow's sweet milk
I miss my cranky and playful tricks

No one can return my childhood
And that hunt for fruits in woods
I have left my childhood very far
But I need life like that with no bar

I am hungry for that love of village
my hunger becomes more with age
In this world of stress and worries
I want back my childhood glories

Life is such a name
That plays with everyone, a different game
But in every game there is some hopeful ray
I miss my childhood everyday.

(27 march 2010, Lucknow)
Shashank Dwivedi

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Most people wonder
Whats so important about being young?
I will tell you
Childhood is a time to conquer fears
and live
Childhood is a time for peace
to explore the world in many ways
these years are the protected years
the most beautiful in life
Childhood is the ability to imagine
hope and wonder
for we never know what lies ahead
Childhood are the best in life
Childhood is learning about all the wonders
that lie ahead
It's the crack of light between two eternities of darkness
for when you live
you explore
The high-pitched squeals of laughter from
children are inevitable
One flash of light and now these children
are doctors and lawyers
and being the best they can be.
Just In Love

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