Childhood has past away
Now I am old
Missing all the days which were gold
All the memories are captured and fold
Which cannot again be mould

We dreamt to touch the sky
With all the friends wearing boots and ties
We played a lot with chess and dice
And ate plate full of fries..

Now,I am old with wrinkles and folds
And remembering all the days which were gold
Childhood memories are like fairy tales told
And it was like
Gold!Gold!Gold!