My Childhood Niche

Way way back in days old When I was a little kid Nothing did I ever miss. The ground that's barren land Was once the famous chirping board Where we laughed, we played, we did. The old brooding thick trunks Once bore all our weights As we climbed, rub and kiss. The air that's so still Was never like this feel Quiet and serene in those days. Laughter of expression echoed Pranks of victory tuned Breeze was never free to even sneeze. Beautiful was the glow we bore Ever since we began to explore Multitudes of strikes that made us galore. Learning in a way I desire Touching every bit as I figure That today, I stand, mentally stable. Expression of my complete self Made me more confident in my own self As I recollect those lessons that even work today.