Those times didn’t go… (Limerick #4)


I know I’ve broken the style of limerick into pieces, and I apologise for that! I just like the format of this style of poetry, but you see, I don’t have a good sense of humour. So all my limericks fail to provide that sort of stuff…


There was a freshness in every day,

Less to listen, and lots to say,

big bubbly eyes,

sweet stubborn cries,

Those times didn’t go, they faded away!

21 thoughts on “Those times didn’t go… (Limerick #4)

  1. A fat numbered age is not required to miss one’s childhood. Few experiences and here we become wiser, only to realize the worth of what can never be back again – ‘Innocent Childhood’.
    Beautiful Apeksha. ❤

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