Wednesday, February 03, 2016

Childhood -a poem

a time
when time stops
a time
when time flies

a time
ladybugs and butterflies

a handful of sand
and marching ants
and many many imaginary friends

a time 
when time is not time
no tick
no tock
only endless little things to do

a time
to freeze
keep forever
in your heart
and on the fridge

a time
of joy
of hope
of dreaming
of laughter

a time
we want forever
a time
that ends too soon

PS: I think the best part of having children is to experience childhood all over again with them. :)


  1. But this time never comes back. We just have to remember and rejoice. Nicely written.

  2. That would have been a better ending to my poem! Thanks Ranjana. and I did edit the ending a bit.. :)

  3. Beautiful, children bring joy to our lives.