A Day To Relive

Bring me back to my Childhood,     

Something bad, something good, and nothing need to be understood! 

                                    

Treading in a puddle during rains,

And allowing crazy ideas to flow out of my brains!

Flying thoughts with a golden feather,

Which no one can cease, even in stormy weather!   
  

        

Playing in a mud, with fine sand,

Dancing on a smiling band,

And giving a sparkle to my childhood land!

Catching the golden fly, with a desperate race, neither hard nor soft!

Being quite kiddish, being a little childish, I ought to be lost!

Lord, could I turn back the hands of time,

To fly to a wonderful place surrounded by goodness and no crime!

Why we need to grow why we need to be mature, can thou explain please,

Fore, all my longing, a day to relive my childhood at ease!