Treasure Island

Payal Malhotra


Let me be a child again...


Let me be a child again
Let me freely fly
soar high
in the vast sky

like a child...

Let me learn more
try and explore
the treasure unknown

like a child.....

Let me be soft and tender
free to surrender
all worries and anger

like a child.....

Let me spread smile
as far as a mile
make each moment worthwhile

like a child.....

Let me Love and adore
our neighbour next door
without any fight

like a child....

Let me be curious
think and rise up
to be a genius

like a child......

As childhood is nothing but a state of mind
So lets live and learn each day like a child! ! !

Submitted: Saturday, January 18, 2014
Edited: Saturday, January 18, 2014

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This is an attempt to relive my childhood days and events.Everyone should bevfree and happy like a child.

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