We were Ten; although half-grown old <br />Now, peep through clouds still <br />Long at a distance the sun does fill <br />Our minds, with happiness sold. <br />We were Ten! <br />Together we were dear to all often. <br /> <br />We were Ten; although half-grown old <br />Now, cross the river yet <br />The bridge under feet told- <br />'Once it your togetherness must let'. <br />We were Ten! <br />Together a story, unwritten. <br /> <br />We were Ten; although half-grown old <br />Now, see the children stiffly play <br />And remember- - 'mid ground we did lay <br />Not to waste, but use better time <br />And realization did cast the chime. <br />We were also bold! <br /> <br />We were Ten; although half-grown old <br />Now, believe in the God every step <br />Sorrowfully, silently I pray <br />'O God, let see them way' <br />And in vain or late we weep <br />For, our story still untold. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />1-11-2014<br /><br />Pijush Biswas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/our-childhood/
