My Childhood Days


My childhood days.
They are still my loyal friends.
From time to time,
They drop by to dwell like silhouette,
In my buttercup-memory-lane.


Then, the curtain of time –
That faded and passed away,
Comes alive with emotive patterns.
There is the best to learn:
From my childhood days.


Geeta Chhabra

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