Playful Childhood
I was one a little child, a one of a kind
a playful one who never wish to grow
the one that playing is all that has is mind.
When playing with friends never made me tired
when spending time with them I never look for some where else to go.
Making up with so many things with them is what I always tried.
Everyday there is an allotted time to play hide and find
We sometimes just lie down and set some bow
Its like a tiring day as if a whole day grind.
When about to part way we always signed
another play, another do, another tow
In our favorite place where our hearts wined.
Setting an idea of same routine is a simple limed
we where never scared what someone’s gonna do
the playful time with the playful kind will always bind
Now that I'm a grown up the night was just to dine
No other places, no playing, nowhere else to go.
All that matter was staying along and be fine
Just browsing enough, and reacting is good to go.
