childhood

Every human has a beautiful past ,
which indeed travels very fast,
the memories in it from sleep to food,
makes the person smile in the memories of his
sweet childhood.

parents took a very gentle care ,
brought everything left nothing to spare,
tears rust past when one thinks of it,
but a very big smile rushes out little bit.

things in the past,
is the thing which everlast,
throughout the life it would stay,
the shiny childhood come back I say.

but what to say,
it has gone away,
like an oyster away,
from the ocean's bay.

Every memory is not as sweet,
childhood I would like once again to meet.