Thinking to be
A child again...!
To be carefree
And innocent again...
Forgetting my present
Rushing, crushing, brushing
All wealth collected so for-
Getting back into
Into my past again...
Whenever-
I join my grand kids
As my play mates
Time and again-
Thinking to be
A child again...!
-Copyright © hrsharma ®2017
Ludhiana, Punjab, India.
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