When reminiscences wakes us up from slumber,
It awakens the nostalgic feelings of our childhood days,
Can we ever forget the joyous days?
Days when we chase flies that ran away from us,
Playing with marbles, play fighting, all feeling giddy,
Pitter patter of rain, excitement lits up on our face.
Running around, picking up flowers in the meadow,
Singing and kicking our legs in rising delight,
Those days, joys of been protected and guided by strong arms,
I found myself in these cheerful thoughts,
Innocent fun, all are blissful Oblivions,
Those happiest moments comes in childhood.