the child in me

Written by Parespeare
May 4, 2008

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here i was

it was an evening…

before sunset,

sitting on a bench by the sea

listening to the soothing sounds …

of birds and bees,

the waves were splashing on the rocks

and then getting silent.

the children playing with the waves…

running backwards with them,

and having a great time.

my mind went back…

to my childhood days,

when i did the same childlike things.

i wondered…

all these years…

where has the child in me gone?

have i lost him in those years itself?

what happened to all the fun i used to have?

then i just looked at my side.

there was a small sweet little girl…

looking at me with agog,

she had read my mind,

the little angel held my hand…

and took me with her …

where all the small children were playing around,

she started to splash water on me …

with her tiny little hands,

and playing with me.

i broke out with laughter and..

Hugged the little girl…

and played with her till sunset,

she had made my day,

almost bringing out the child in me.

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Comment by renu rakheja on 5 May, 2008 @ 10:56 am

children are heavensent…..and they light up our lives coz they teach us to be a child once again…
well written

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