#WritcoPoemPrompt49
The days of slate and chalk,
Are not easy to erase,
They hold memories,
Of my childhood,
And our childhood is very precious to us,
As a child, we fall asleep wishing we could grow up as soon as possible.
But after growing up, I remember how good my childhood was,
And we want to get lost again in our childhood.
There was no worry about any destination, life was about living, there were days of friendship and borrowing from friends,
What a day those days were,
"this is the tale of those days
When this fairy tale love seemed true to us
this is the tale of those days
"When we thought it was good to fall in love."
this is the tale of those days
"When we left aside all the customs and emotions, we remained engrossed in ourselves."
this is the tale of those days
"You don't understand the taunts of people."

Yes, we want to live that childhood of ours.
in which there is only happiness
❤️❤️♥️♥️