I still remember my childhood days,
full of friends and enjoyments..
But some moments of loneliness ,
might be the precious fantasy moments..
the long afternoons of summer,
filled by the sounds of singing dove,
I used to look at the sky,
keeping my eyes at the windows.
looking at the clouds was the most interesting game,
I used to call those clouds using fantasy names...
Mom loved to show me sky ,
just after the sunset,
It was sweetest to look at the stars,
keeping my head on mom's lap...
with the storys of prince and princes,
and the flying horse...
i loved to sleep every night,
with mom's fairy songs.....
though I have grown up,
and really miss those days
But Still those moments live in my heart,
I love fairy tales........
