#WritcoPoemPrompt49 @AtulPurohit
The days of slate and chalk,
Are not easy to erase,
They hold memories,
Of my childhood,
the happiness
that can't be expressed
in words.
Even the flying kite
brought smile to us.
And a lollipop
meant treasure to
our little heart.
Every day was like
a new adventure.
It seems that in
race of being big,
we left our small little self behind.
So, just take a break,
and recollect that
golden period in your heart..
And be a child again...


It is not just a poem guys.. it will be fun to do so for real...if anyone here do so.. please share your experience.. 😇😇😇😇
-Ruchi