Childhood memories come in all forms and shapes - from smelly shoes and clothes drenched in the rain... Childhood memories come in all forms and shapes - from smelly shoes and clothes ...

The poem shows that we are not defined by how we look. The poem shows that we are not defined by how we look.

he looked like a goddess, In that blue and white attire; As if a fairy came down, he looked like a goddess, In that blue and white attire; As if a fairy came do...

"It is still worn, Used for special occasions With respect and love." "It is still worn, Used for special occasions With respect and love."

Don't Let The Colour Of Your Heart Get Faded.... Don't Let The Colour Of Your Heart Get Faded....