I recalled today the days that passed,
Hid in the dark works of today.
The hard toils of the busy life always
take my childhood far away.
Altogether, the coarse works made;
my entire schedule a rough essay.
The days I spent in my favourite past,
the rides of my lovely Merry-Go-Round;
reminds me of all that childish memories
and clatters and clap and sound.
But today in midst of busy life,
Never ever; my lovely childhood I found.
My lovely carousel, made my childhood lovely,
The sweet fragrant memories smear everywhere.
The friends of mine on that Merry-Go-Round
were unique and hard to find anywhere.
I still miss my amiable childhood,
I think it is lost somewhere.