My best holidays were my childhood days..

Childhood is like a song,

A song that is cherished for long,

It keeps on echoing in our life, long after it’s gone.

It’s the time when there are no fears,

And life is devoid of hardships and tears

Life is full of wonders then,

And each one is a lion in his own den.

It’s the time when there are no worries,

And life is like sweet red cherries.

In those days life is a panorama,

And each moment is full of melodrama.

In those days fights are not serious,

And everything seems so mysterious.

Childhood is like a rainbow,

The excitement of which cannot vanish in one go.

Alas! Those were the days

The essence of which I cannot feel today.