A Snapshot Of My Memory Cache

Ah, that was me, a Blithe girl!

With unbraided hair, always on a twirl.

Dusty clothes and naughtiness more,

A gusty storm wouldn't make me care.

My tunes were merry;

I chose not to worry;

Those days of spring -

Oh what joy it used to bring!

School days were so much fun,

With friends around whose hearts I won.

The toughest tests we used to crack -

Just a gesture was enough for laugh.

The road seemed never to end;

No, but no, my life had to bend,

Soon I had to turn prudent -

In this boundless world, I remain a student.

If I were to make a wish,

Childhood I want to keep me nourished,

Bring me back my days of pleasure,

School times, I will seal you and Treasure!