Childhood: From a baby to a young Lady

Precious memories no one could forget
Molding of man which has now been set

A child with innocent eyes
With sparkling glow and shine
A child with soft hands
Ready to go and play in the sand
A baby was born
Following God’s every norm
Her childhood had started
She got a beautiful smile, never to be parted
When she was a year old
Like wet clay yet had to be mould
She was taught how to walk and talk
holding mama's hand
she walked in the wet sand
When she was near of age 4 or 5
Get ready its school time
Values and principles of life had begun
She made friends, a lot of fun
When she was ten years of age
We all agree a difficult stage
Studies were rough
Parents were tough
A bit developed was her growth
She had to study a lot
Easily or with force
Now she is a teen
At a sweet age of sixteen
Exams of life had begun,
With the syllabus of past
Tested at last
But something is still left
They are the precious memories
No one could forget
They are the precious memories
No one could forget