Childhood is like dimples in chubby cheeks
Looks very lovely
When dimples are filled with fun and mischief
Along with Innocent smiles and plenty of tears
Where dreams are none
With the pinch of all emotions present.
Love and caress are their heart longs for.
Follows you often holding your hands so tight
Trying often to step into your big and fat boots
Trying to keep their tiny foot on your footsteps
They love to imitate the ideal ones they come across in their life!
They grasp everything very quickly
You cannot escape from their tiny and sharps eyes.
They are like the loosened soil.
Which can be moulded easily the way one want.
Child is present in every man
For its the first baby steps towards a man.
In any point of time one may enjoy the child in self.
Its innocence can never be forgotten ever in lifetime!
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© 2014.
Geetha Jayakumar.
Geetha Jayakumar
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