Good old days when life was much tender.When we were green in our Childhood like crops in a nursery bed with our innocence locked away from the corruption and ugliness of this earth,held in a cage of our own ignorance.
When nakedness was the best attire And castles were built in beaches with No occupants save for the very tide which washed them away.We cried and wailed when wronged but lighted up in happiness and smiles once appeased with gifts.
When we waged wars with sticks and sailed the oceans with paperboats.We fought our enemies with waterguns and roamed the playground with the sun smiling at us.While the moon was happy at its peak,we circled our parents and wandered the lands of their fairytales.
When our enemies were darkness and our monsters lurked in the horrors of the night.When those were the greatest threats and dangers,not the human by our sides.Those days were when humanity was at its purest,with hatred buried deep in the embodiment of undying love.
INSPIRATION
Children are beautiful creatures,easy going,caring,loving and entirely selfless.They have a pure heart and do not hold any grudges,their love knows no bounds.I believe if every adult could retain these features of a child,the world might be a better place.
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