Omotolani gift
@omotolanigift
1 year ago
ECHOES OF CHILDHOOD: THE THREAD OF TIME
Growth has its ways of fading recollections
Cherished memories they are, but reluctant to linger
Time slips swiftly, catching these treasures unaware
At times, a sudden glimpse brings a pang of longing
In the bygone era of childhood innocence
Trivial worries like delicate petals, entrusted to the grown-ups
We reveled in play, dance, and song, forging countless friendships
Companions who now elude our grasp, scattered in the passage of time
To the adult's serene tranquility, we were the rebellious ones
While they sought rest, we demanded attention, with no time for sleep
When hunger prowled, we snapped out of our domestic haze
Back in the days of our youth, we fought fiercely, only to forget the next day
For we craved the company of fellow explorers and companions
Chores meant punishment, yet we paid no mind, careless in our neglect
But rest assured, we will face the consequences of our actions
Sorrows were fleeting for us, easily forgotten in the blink of an eye
We frolicked in the open air, endless fun always within reach
We embrace stories, yet there's magic in crafting our own narratives
Sports like soccer, basketball, and bike riding fostered our physical well-being
In the bygone era of childhood innocence
Memories have faded into distant echoes,
As we have journeyed into adulthood
#poetry
#nirclepoetry
