<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=531734" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>When I Was A Kid</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I still remember that cradle of wood, <br>which was not perfect but ya it was good.<br>The memories of hymns my mother used to sing, <br>And I used to fly in the fairy land gliding my wings.<br> <br>Running on knees on the vast ground, <br>and supposing that earth if flat and not so round.<br>The love the care I got from my 'PA', <br>was as magical as the story of 'GLA'.<br> <br>No T.V. no radio no confusions of ice cream flavors, <br>The thing that mattered was only the sand with different layers.<br>But now no sand, no hymns, no freedom to glide, <br>Only hard work and struggle and this beautiful world that is completely blind.<br> <br>I wish I could live those days again, <br>I still search for my desires to come true in every wet dropp of the rain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Umang+Garg">Umang Garg</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=531734" data-title="When I Was A Kid de Umang Garg" data-description="I still remember that cradle of wood, which was not perfect but ya it was good. The memories of hymns my mother used to sing, And I used to fly in the fairy land gliding my wings. Running on knees on the vast ground, and supposing that earth ..."></div> </div> </div>

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