Childhood - a lost horizon Chubby cheeks, but yoke weighing a ton Computer and idiot-box-best friends Mums and dads busy leaving her alone to fend Toys and dresses by the galore Alas! leaving the heart sore Classes upon classes filling the day Art, music, dance and karate Life seeming like a vast sea, the child drowning Frantically clinging to every little straw to keep going.
Childhood - a lost horizon No more careless laughter, only the smile of a sphinx No more climbing of trees, only labored games making life a jinx No more goodness of friends, only suspicion and mistrust No more innocence, childhood swirling in a dust No more twinkle and stars in the eyes, sadness looming large No more time, childhood into adulthood ready to barge The fresh dewy childhood getting wilted Already with experiences of being jilted Every little face appearing frightfully mature and dulled What have we here - a bunch of mini-adults!
