Wish I could go back in time to my childhood,
When I found happiness in every little thing.
Holding on to my father's hands,
Gave me a sense of protection.
Lying down on my mother's lap,
Made me feel comfortable.
My sister's pep talks,
Made all my boring tasks interesting.
Being bullied by my brother,
Never hurt me.
Games that I played with my friends,
Gave me a feeling of oneness with the outside world.
My little toys were my biggest companions then.
That brought sunshine to my childhood days.
Books were my knowledge bank,
That increased the power of learning everyday.
I cherish my present,
But still I wish I had a time machine
That would take me back to my childhood.
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