Childhood

Skimming through the dusty pages,
Lost paradise I have found!
Mere years seems like ages...
Mist of albums has shroud.

I remember those cherishing days,
When the smell of Earth lingered!
With hope and happiness in my glaze...
And mom's lullaby mingled.

I remember those slumbered scuffles,
And the laughter of mates!
Those lustrous birthday truffles...
And jovial classmates.

It's childhood's dusk but teenage's morn,
Those priceless moments, where had gone