Childhood Friend Poem

Poem About The Joy Of Being A Child

I dedicate this poem to my cousin, Megan, because when I was younger we would always play together in her backyard in the field of flowers.

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My Childhood Days, Golden Days... When I was a small girl, The whole world was like a pearl. I want to fly and touch the sky, But it was too high. It was heaven all there, Breathe and...

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Published: May 2008

When I was a young girl
We used to play
Out in the field
Of flowers all day.
There were roses and daisies
And lilies, too.
We used to trade them,
Saying from me to you.

At lunchtime we'd have
A picnic in the field.
We'd go get the basket
And eat a good meal.
There were muffins and chocolates
And berries, too.
We would even get
A cookie or two.

Oh, the life of the young ones
Was such a beautiful phase.
We would look at the field
And happily gaze.

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  • by Shagun Mutreja
  • 2 years ago

My Childhood Days, Golden Days...

When I was a small girl,
The whole world was like a pearl.
I want to fly and touch the sky,
But it was too high.
It was heaven all there,
Breathe and play in fresh air.
World was full of loveliness.
My mom and dad loved always.
It was the time when I lived in dreams.
In my mind, running many themes.
Journey takes the whole day.
This was my childhood day.
No tension, no worries.
These were my sweet memories.
But today, a busy life,
Worries and tension but no time.
Now I feel so alone.
Where has my childhood gone?
Wish I could get back,
My doll, colors, and toy racks...

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