Growing up
It's often a memory which makes us smile with a tear in eye
It's the wind that blows by makes you miss old days with sigh
Long passed those days when smile was pure as a kids around
Long passed those days when we used to live without worry to be
It is funny to see once a kid are today a grow ups
It more funny to believe we used to think it was happy to be a grown up
All those wishes which we used to make to god just look funny today
Those moment's of hide and seek with friends every evening
Those moments when mom used to yell just for dirty clothes
Playing football while it's raining out and falling sick later night
Standing out of classrooms and doing pranks while students pass by
Sitting at last bench and passing comments during a class
Life just moved on like a flash and all this moments feels like a history
Soon would pass this day too and all we would know is a memory
Some made us strong other made us grownup's
But the best part of this journey is we still know that old kid enough.
#Keepsmilingaslifehassurprises
-Nitish
It's the wind that blows by makes you miss old days with sigh
Long passed those days when smile was pure as a kids around
Long passed those days when we used to live without worry to be
It is funny to see once a kid are today a grow ups
It more funny to believe we used to think it was happy to be a grown up
All those wishes which we used to make to god just look funny today
Those moment's of hide and seek with friends every evening
Those moments when mom used to yell just for dirty clothes
Playing football while it's raining out and falling sick later night
Standing out of classrooms and doing pranks while students pass by
Sitting at last bench and passing comments during a class
Life just moved on like a flash and all this moments feels like a history
Soon would pass this day too and all we would know is a memory
Some made us strong other made us grownup's
But the best part of this journey is we still know that old kid enough.
#Keepsmilingaslifehassurprises
-Nitish
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