My Childhood

 In this busy world, I miss my childhood, in the opening days, I have many friends, They were rare and look gentle, when we play cricket, our supporter make a loud noises. 

I miss my childhood, we play hockey with a wood, this thought gives me pleasure, we share all our story books, we were living like brothers, I miss my childhood. 

When we were in the school, we were making each other fools, were naughty but care the school's rules, All teacher love us great, Oh! I miss my childhood.

 Our principal was so strict, we all afraid him, his heart was so pure, sometimes he gives us to fruits, Oh! I miss my childhood.