Baby plying Paper Boat

The Drops of Water

Trickling Down from Heaven

Floods Me with Marvelous Memories
Of the Days of Kinder Care.
 
 
Sailing Paper Boats in the Gushing
Waters of Rain
Clapping & jumping on our
toes
Giving a tickling all over.
 
Hovering Over the Water Drains
With a Fishing Pipe
Filled with Feeling of Woo & Triumph
Even if a Single Tiny Fish Caught
Forgetting the Hours
We stood Perspiring In the Sun
 
Waded in Knee Deep Water
Forgetting the Dirt It Carried Along
Such Was the Days of Childhood
Only Fun & No Care.

© Ila Varma 2015

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