Minor Nature Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Get me back honey days
It had distinct ways
To appease and appeal
We were feeling very real

As I have grown further
They have gone farther
I miss their absence
They were full of love in sense

Children in street were fighting
But again coming together and greeting
With no more grievances in mind
They acted innocent and kind

I miss their gesture for festivals
We were eagerly awaiting its arrivals
Many of our friends were in short of means
But we took care and were very keen

Even though we used to abuse by color
It was just a tease an of minor nature
We were never jealous of richness
But shared equally and brought happiness