#WritcoPoemPrompt49 @AtulPurohit
The days of slate and chalk,
Are not easy to erase,
They hold memories,
Of my childhood,
When those were better days.
Who can catch the ball,
Or peee highest up the wall,
it was all so simple then,
when those were better days.
Just living in the moment,
every minute joyously spent,
not caring for tomorrow,
when those were better days.
Those times made me whole,
experiences etched in my soul,
A nice holiday in my head,
To those better days.