Childhood

That childhood was also so pleasant Whose everyday was a new story. Sometimes on father's shoulders So once upon a time there was the support of mother's lap. Sometimes careless about clay games Sometimes it was fun to be with friends. Sometimes he runs barefoot So sometimes I regretted not being able to catch the kite. Never cry without tears So sometimes there was an excuse to talk That childhood was also so pleasant Whose everyday was a new story. Sometimes on father's shoulders So once upon a time there was the support of mother's lap. To be honest, those days were beautiful I had to hide nothing and tell whatever came to my heart.