Back then, life was genuine and fine-looking
Back then contentment was my world.
Love and compassion. What I knew back then,
Enemy a word for haters and intruders.
Peaceful morning and afternoon, back then.
No thoughts, nor doubts for tomorrow
Back then, a story of two birds in a nest
No thoughts, nor doubts for their tomorrow.
Liberty to each corner I visit and lungful,
No skepticism to my vigour and existence.
Applause to my enhancement and acknowledged.
Life a play-field to elect a spot of your choice,
Assured of the route I take and support I had
Back then, a chapter to read countless times.