The lil darling~

Whenever I look at my nieces or nephew I think of childhood memories. CHILDHOOD; our days of purity and innocence- those blissful days of our lives, when mistakes were forgiven, because we were still learning how to perceive the world and the people in it :) I find that a child's upbringing affects a shitload of how that child will turn out~ It's really frightening isn't it what we all will go through one day? Because how we bring up our child, and how their childhood turns out will reflect greatly on their character~

But I seriously like how my sister raised my niece. She's a good mom, well on most parts, there are some parts where I find it to be unnecessary but my sister's done an awesome job with Aysya :D Anyways, my old love for poetry is resurfacing when I talk about things like this. Here's one of the poems I like, my collection of poetry from other poets. :p not my own okay? lol. It's to do with childhood. I forgot to copy the title down on my book though :/

Some people have a childhood garden
Filled with green and growing things
Some people have a childhood garden
Filled with purple peonies
Mine is sere
Throughout the year
Nothing grows here

Some people have a childhood rainbow
A sea of colors all aglow
Some people have a childhood rainbow
Red to violet in a row
Mine is gray
Bow of clay
Without a ray

Some people have a childhood temple
Covered with a million treasured dreams
Some people have a childhood temple
A sunny Wat of Gods and kings
Mine is plain
Squats in the rain
Functional 'n sane

Where childhood memories abound
Life flows vividly around
Where childhood memories have fled
Hearts lie dead

By Tim Bovee

Sad isn't it? :( *sigh* well alhamdulillah my childhood's above average :p I mean there are certain things I wish didn't happen but whatever x)