My Childhood

I still remember those beautiful days,

When I had no duty to do!

When I was free to do everything

This is my first childhood memory and maybe yours too.

I didn’t know how to read and write,

I didn’t know how to eat food with my own hands.

I didn’t know how to speak!

I didn’t know how to walk on the land.

But I was taught how to do everything.

Which is helping me now as well.

And if I would not have learnt it,

I would feel like I am in hell!

I often broke my toys,

Which made my tears come out.

Then I approached another one,

And again started to shout.

After some days, I was sent into a building

Where education, to our minds, tied a string.

And most of the days,

We wait for the last bell to ring!

As I grow older, there are many duties to do,

And I have decided I would.

So, like this time flew away,

As well as my beautiful childhood.