Childhood
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In the breezing wind
Below the white sky
Stood she holding her mother's hands
With mischievous eyes, craziness on her face
Pouncing in happiness
Untold about the world
World which is full of different people
She is lost in her own world
Her inner circle surrounded by her protective parents
Her face marked her innocence
She is merry
Having a small world in her progenitor
Unaware of real world
Playing in herself
Enjoying in herself
Without any worry and hesitation
Childhood is the best phase of life
No one realises it at that time
But later on...everyone misses it.
That's life
That is one of the best poems with apt words bringing out the innocence of childhood.Keep it up, Aditi
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