Those playing on sand,
getting things done through magic wand,
animated movies in the row,
hour long fights and cries as they grow
love that phase with all my heart
That was the time when we could learn every art
though our demands were way too high
we would crave for limitless love supply
Barbie was our dream girl,
loved decorating her in diamonds and pearls
had been to many places through virtual tour
play station and video games were major part of the chore
memories haunt and I feel to revisit that moments,
new challenges and worries are what encircles us now and torment.
Joy is the name of childhood book
And happy is how the characters look.
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