I go back to my childhood.
A vast yard appears in my eyes,
where sunlight is always generous.
The tip of every tall tree
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Beautiful poem Neela... Very true said childhood is filled with innocent and its love is as pure as nature. Beautiful way you have compared nature and childhood. Beautiful lines...... They whisper in my ears- - - We are with you as a single universal picture, never to be blurred and faded under the shades of Time. we are your Love in childhood. We are immortal. Loved it.
What a great poem! I loved it.