Was And The Meets In A Journey Called Life.....
Poetry
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Was It A Pack Of Crayons ?
Was It The Drawing Paper That Felt So Precious And Rare ?
Was It The Pencil With An Eraser Back ?
Was It The NoteBooks That Looked So Clean And Fair ?
Was It The Yellow School Bus ?
Was It The Walk To the Bus Stop In Cold Winter Fresh Air ?
Was It The Morning Assembly ?
Was It The Straight Lines In Which The Students Assembled There?
Was It About Being A Child ?
Was It Childhood Eager To Be A Part Of The Worldly Affair ?
With Many Wonders I Still Seek To Understand,
The Rush And The Wait,
The Excitement And The Occurrence ,
The Novelty And The Familiarity ,
The Past And The Present ,
The Expected And The Surprise ,
The Failure And The Success,
The Attainable And The Unattained ,
The Playful And The Serious ,
The Short Stories Or The Epics ,
Many A Queries Keep Me Company In A Journey Called Life
Filling Up As Thoughts Of A Seemingly Idle Mind .......
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