Childhood

Our life's first stage, 

The childhood days. 

No tension, no fear, 

Life is full of cheer. 

There is more enjoyment 

And less punishment. 

So much of love and affection, 

Along with pampering and temptation. 

No books and no copies, 

Only playing with the puppies. 

Simply to put on something, 

No formality and nothing. 

Usually to run after a butterfly, 

If won't get it, then only to cry. 

The way of talking and face with a smile, 

Is enough to help someone go for a mile.