Journey to a special age, The age of innocence. Where the calculation was, Counting to share sweets. There was no past to regret, as everything forgiven Future is about upcoming festivals and new dresses. Broken legs-only the reason for hurt Crying - saying bye to mom from school Alphabets became the play of enemy Teachers were in the role of villains Home-works ruled the kingdom of burden Cheating used to win the ground games Separation ended along with vacation breaks Love was "smiling, Care meant-mom's given lunch box Fight to get a space for best friend in the bunch.. Hugs to wipe out friends tears Prayers to pass the exams Its that age-cycle,the biggest dream. Wet in rain and danced with rainbow Making paper boats was the passion.. thunders was the fear Holding mom's hands was the protection Fever was the illness and Mom was the doctor. Making mud homes and planting trees around Watching ants march till their homes Following butterflies to know their colors steeling mangoes from neighbors garden hide and seek were the fun Placing peacock feathers inside book. waiting her to deliver another feather in the book.. collecting fireflies in the jar.. to see the miracle In the night Its the age of hope and curiosity Journey to a special age, The age of innocence Memory is sweet, because its safe When i wished to be with my own world, It took me to the age of childhood. Weted eyes reminds me, U can only cherish it.. Can't get back to those wonderful moments... Its the age where we lived like angels Journey never ends.. If your heart still having that child, Who lived in the age of love,care,innocence,trust and hope.