Mother’s lorry, Fathers’s glory
Grandma’s care, grandpa’ affection.
I got the love, full of perfection……
O my sweet “BACHPAN”, plz come back.
With you, I want to go on jolly track
That was the time, I wanted to fly
But didn’t know the meaning of the sky.
My house went upside down on my cry.
Oh the time, No body scolded on my lie.
My stupid questions, made a person die.
But I still the apple of everyone’s eye.
Wow the time, everyone danced on my tear.
There was no study, I played without fear.
My meaningless words, made my parents cheer.
Ah! The sorrow, I lost the golden years……
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