I remember an era long gone by
Growing up as simpletons
On Balmy summer nights
Under open starry canopy
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wonderful reminiscences of childhood expressed lively.......10 marks..
Marvelous. Your poem carried me back to my childhood days, when the rain used whisper her stories in my ears, till I slept. And in the morning, she would just smile a welcome, and not word about the previous night. Thank you. Hope to read more of your poems.
You have managed to wake my feelings of childhood. Thank u so much for this write. Well interpretation of emotions.
Recently, a number of ladies in our near and dear families gave birth, all premature births! And my daughter explained, All the kids would have been so bored there: no internet, no mobile phone, no whatsup. So they choose to come out a little early; that's all. When notice the fascination of the new-bornes' to mobile phones, TV and computer, I tend to believe she is right.