MISSING THINGS
Being child she is
Having pure originality
Plays with her true spirit
Wanders like a butterfly
Legs never seen on the floor
As the waves reaches the shore
She reaches her homeafter playing.
Learning place reduces her activity
Increasing age decreasing her naughty
Colour dreams of college life
Fades...
Having pure originality
Plays with her true spirit
Wanders like a butterfly
Legs never seen on the floor
As the waves reaches the shore
She reaches her homeafter playing.
Learning place reduces her activity
Increasing age decreasing her naughty
Colour dreams of college life
Fades...