By Don’t you remember
The moments we enjoyed playing game,
The days we passed with toys
The nights with seeing movies.
Don’t you remember
The mornings in school
And the Sundays in park,
The crying moments in school.
Don’t you remember
The fights we did every day,
And after the hugging we did
The classes in which we read ABC.
Don’t you remember
The place we sit,
The toy’s with we enjoyed
And the man we teased every day.
Don’t you remember
The teacher who beat us every time,
The peon who gives us chocolate
That child who we beat once.
Don’t you remember
The hot days in huts,
The water in which we played
The trees we climb.
Don’t you remember
The homes we made with sticks,
The promises we did
And the life we passed.
Written by Muzeer Salam
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