#WritcoPoemPrompt49 @AtulPurohit

The days of slate and chalk,
Are not easy to erase,
They hold memories,
In my childhood,

Those I treasure forever,
Will never be forgotten,
I captured it in my mind,
When I felt down, I remember.

Old days with my friends,
We played hide and seek,
This game is trends,
When we were kids.

Love to toss their slippers,
Laughter echoes in my ears,
The joy it brings,
Is like the bells ringing.

In those younger years,
Was the best thing that happened,
Faces with their smiles,
Captivating my heart.

Memories of my childhood,
Perfectly great,
To remember,
To look back and recreate.

A big part of my younger me,
Especially the times I fell,
They laughed at me first,
Before they bend their fist.

Those memories
Are not easy to erase
I hope to see them again
Like we used to bath in the rain.

Mud balls are everywhere,
Jump, slide, run or shake,
We don't care,
As long, as we enjoy every glare.

Every time, I closed my eyes,
I'm watching my first movie,
That was the best memories,
I made with my besties.


© RoseVielga