The childhood’s fairy tales (Poem)

The childhood’s fairy tales

The childhood’s fairy tales

The leisurely moments

In the childhood’s events

To seek a refuge

In the leap of grand mom

In a sweet home

Underneath blue sky dome

And craving for

A fairy tale

The listening with pleasure

And in imagine measure

The beauty of fairy

Yearn to marry

With the unseen beauty

One character of story

With all pleasant weather

Childhood passed rather

The youth descends

On me like a dawn

In the youth leisure

And the pleasure

Are the rare

I craved for them ever

No time to turn

To the grand mom and listen

The murmur

Of grandma a treasure

Of childhood

In that wood

No time to turn towards

The enchanting birds

In the tree

Has no pleasure for me

Now the days

Has no ways

Of leisure and joy

I only enjoy

The past memories

To get rid of worries

There is only craves

To go back into

The childhood’s vales

For the fairy tales

Only can yearn in such a gales

The childhood’s fairy tales