SUBLIME CHILDHOOD💝

Times we'd play instead of staying home, Freedom from chores, freely we'd roam. * Playing cricket while tanning in sun, Rolling in mud was also seems fun. Breaking glasses, starts blaming begun, Then Caught by the father, red bums, we'd run. * Catching those flies with lashes in a dash, Young and wild, as tho we were lightning flash. * Allot of chapters, I had can't be rhyme, Enough would be those words that our childhoods truly sublime.