Childhood – Ojaswini Srivastava

Childhood is filled with sheer delight,

Everyday seems happy and bright,
There is nothing to worry at all,
A child is happy only to crawl,
He is not bothered about the long run,
Rather each moment means fun,
Everyone is a friend to him,
With honesty his heart is brim,
His shoulders are free,
Since he has nil responsibility,
Life is free from enmity and degrades,
All around floats love but no hatred,
One thing is for sure,
Above all the stages,
Childhood is pure.