Childhood

Befi_time

Like a paper boat
That swims in a mud puddle
Or a wooden top that spins
On a polished floor
Perhaps a gangly skipping rope
In the palms of a pig-tailed girl
Even some pieces of lego
In the hands of a baby boy
The many shapes and sizes of toys
That are unwrapped and gripped
As a child surrenders to a world
Of undiluted happiness
Where in the ripples of the heart
Are buds of dreams blossoming in secret
With a pledge to open their petals
And fully-bloom
After all no childhood vaccination
Can immunize a juvenile heart
From the dreamer’s disease

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meandererworld (Dilantha Gunawardana)

Dr Dilantha Gunawardana is a molecular biologist, who graduated from the University of Melbourne. He moonlights as a poet. Dilantha wrote his first poem at the ripe age of 32 and now has more than 1700 poems on his blog. His poems have been accepted/published in Forage, Kitaab, Eastlit, American Journal of Poetry and Ravens Perch, among others. He was also awarded the prize for "The emerging writer of the year - 2016" in the Godage National Literary Awards, Sri Lanka for his first collection of poems (Kite Dreams – A Sarasavi Publication), while being shortlisted for the poetry prize. Dilantha is a dual citizen of Sri Lanka and Australia, and shares his experiences from two different cultures. He blogs at - https://meandererworld. wordpress.com/

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