When we were little kids
imagination was our reality.
We could spend ours in mind created worlds
without questioning,
without answering.
Then time comes
and reality washes away almost everything
unless we resist.
Most of us, fail to battle.
too many worries I could claim
(another excuse maybe)
and some memories get tainted
with the ink that should never
paint the canvas from the past.
HEHE It's a cut out of snow white. She looks mad for some reason. Must be something the dwarfs did.
ReplyDeletewhen i was little i was always a big fans of swings. how high can i go, how fast can i spin. this post made me think about my swing days. i miss swing days. i will find a playground.
ReplyDeletei think we are much braver as children, as adults we fear too much.
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