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this poem is about golden period i.e childhood of any person. |
| A lovely journey on the track of joy With fearless cackles as birds of sky Playing together with natural shy Spreading around us beautiful toys In the lap of mom with no cry As sound asleep of a baby boy Smiling memories but not to buy With innocent thinking let me try A golden travel who would deny? Let me say it a good bye… NASREEN FTIMA |