"My trip to space was splendid,
it was beautiful indeed,
we could see all the planets,
and went far far away,
from the earth
just like small birds
we fly in the sky
no worry no school
we longed to be
in the sky forever"
This poem (??) was written by me (with a lot of help from mom I am sure) maybe when I was 8 or 9 years old. I found this in a diary recently...
I don't know why I post this here.... I mean why give a spade to be hit upon ;-)
Yet, somehow, I was smiling when I saw this... smiling at the silliness of age... I am sure I must have been dying to get out of writing this at that point of time, giving a hell of a time to my mom :)
Still, I guess I would like to keep this memory running... reminisce sometime in the future... ie of course assuming that this blog lasts that long... and I continue to visit if not keep writing :D
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awwww....not bad :) but I disagree with you, when you say silliness of age.I'd rather put it as innocence of age,where you didnt come in contact with the worldly pollution which has engulfed all of us.But it clearly shows your perspective as a kid :)
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