Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Childhood Dreams ...

Life was a lovely story ...
a beautiful dream ...
where a pumpkin was seen a lorri ...
and loved chocolate ice-cream ...

thoughts and ideas were new ...
where green could be the color of sky ...
where no one was scared to be true  ...
and the most unhappy word was good-bye ...

where happiness was in chasing butterflies ...
and in watering flowers and plants ...
in counting the twinkling stars in moonlit skies ...
and in chasing tiny little ants ...

when the mind  had no deceit ...
and every good thing was possible ...
no differences between poor and the elite ...
and when stones were as valuable as marble ...

when the mind was not bound ...
in the shackles of despair and stress ...
when music was enjoyed in every little sound ...
and with clean conscience we asked Him to bless ...

Into that golden period of life Oh God, My Lord ...
let everyone be blessed to live and love, laugh and learn ...
let there be an echo of delighted applaud and love for the uexplored ...
and let all the worries burn ...

1 comment:

  1. hi friends, this poem is just a little attempt to express my thoughts ...

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