Recollection of my past days
by Dhruva Thapa

I am really missing my childhood days
where I used to live in my own way,
like a bird ,

anywhere I could fly;
those beautiful rivers and lakes
where we used to swim till dawn
I still recall those beautiful days.
I misss My favorite luster mustard field
I still miss that golden brown paddy field.
I still remember playing with
My early days friends
Gone are the days now
Here, I can just remember...
those Beautiful and joyful moment
Which I spent in my small village
Where I learnt to share every delight of life
Where I learnt to live and flourish
And to love, respect & nourish
Every creatures of the world
Without any bias and prejudice