One of the golden years,
were years of our childhood,
high spirits, full of energy,
days with exciting and lively.
With no concerns or worries,
we seek adventures & thrills,
no obligations that restrained,
our conquests and the glory.
Many of such incidences,
would appear, in my thoughts,
putting me in a jovial mood,
bringing a smile, on my lips.
It was a memory of exploits,
but, for us, it was expeditions,
finding best of the places,
for our hideout & escapades.
Beyond our dwellings,
we rush to sugarcane farms,
surrounded by fruit orchards,
just besides a running stream.
It was our place of play,
steal some fruits and canes,
trying to catch or discover fishes,
accompanying snacks, or picnic lunch.
Those were the days,
that I could fall back to,
during the darkest of times,
when mind needs inspirations...
It's a beautiful life,
if we only look around,
for, once we found this treasure,
will be cherished, deep within...
And we could see the lights,
at the end, of the tunnel.
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