Miss all the sweet memories of childhood,

being the first girl in your life, before all the recent ladies stood…
 

When studying, playing, teasing was done together,

with inordinate ingenuousness and great vigour…
 

When we both were enough for each other,

and required no one else to come and bother…
 

When we enjoyed laughing on absurd jokes and abruptly getting into a squabble,

irritatingly passing comments, fret, and babble…
 

When meaningless fights and arguments later bugged,

which would end with laughs, kisses, and hugs…
 

When from pencils, pens, clothes, beds, toys to secrets were shared,

Nothing required camouflage, everything was transparent and bare…
 

When adulation and sweet talk meant completing books and homework,

having each other’s back if anything went berserk…
 

When life was naive, ruled by charm and innocence,

makes me nostalgic; the phase was transience…
 

Ahhh…Miss all the sweet memories of childhood,

being the first girl in your life before all the recent ladies stood…