Author: kyox88 PM
I miss my childhood.Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 111 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 04-24-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2664680
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Where kite lingering in the sky above,
and the child below running free
hoping the kite will set him off
to Neverland where children are free.
Where I saw girls playing with their dolls,
practising to be the housewife of the future
And I see boys fighting off with trolls,
ending the fight with their heroic posture.
And I tried to recall the pieces in me,
where my mother used to hug me around
I can see I'm running wild
and nothing more than that in me.
Where other's childhood is albums full of colourful pictures;
Mine is empty canvas where I try to sketch and make colours into.