Sitting quietly on the beach
Following the rise, the fall, the splashing waves,
A young girl, her favourite doll , cut through my eyes
Flirting once again, my ignorant childhood fantasies
Her cherry red cheeks, the impatient eyelids
The girl of my childhood is back..
Full of naughtiness that age can bring
Running after the bunnies to catch them
Watching the brother fly the purple red kites
Playing with my mates, yet sharing little contacts
Jumping to touch the sky, hold the rainbow,
Waving hands full of colourful bangles
Walking along the nearby lake,
With pockets full of chocolates and cakes,
Just when I start to learn, the splashing waves
Brought me down, life has to move on..
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