Childhood

Childhood

A phase of life which comes once,
  filling the house with giggles;
Making grownups smile and cry,
  with every little dance and wiggle.

Worry and pressures are not a part,
  free as a bird they fly;
There is no boundaries to think about,
  as the limit is as far as the sky.

Friends, parents all the aunts and uncles.
  dot and fuss on every little thing;
Having the best to be given yet,
  don't worry just laugh, cry and sing.

Childhood is a treasure once lived,
  as it passes and comes to an end;
Memories linger for ever and ever,
  Can't relieve it or even try to pretend.

It is like the sand flowing quick and swift,
  through your silent and waiting fingers;
Unbelievable but yet so true it leave,
  with any tantrum, scream or any whisper.

After which comes the phase of absurdity,
  uncontrollable, unforgivable things to count;
We all come to terms with it and say,
  now life is just like climbing a mound.