Only If..

If I ever owned a stationary store,

I would be financially broke..

Cuz I’d end up using all the stash

My heart, on the other hand would overflow..

♥️

The colouring books would say ‘pick me, pick me’

And I would gladly oblige

the blank pages would pull me in,

It would be a store filled with all my ‘write’

♥️

All the coloured paper would party,

The paints and crayons making merry..

The canvasses playing Holi,

And me their queen, sitting jolly

♥️

Highlighters, stamps, punches of all shapes

Ribbons, glue and scissors

Is all I need to let out the dying artist,

That hides inside, rarely else appears

♥️

If I ever owned a stationary store

I’d let in all the kids, make merry

Take whatever your heart calls for

Let the artist out & remember, there’s no hurry

♥️

If only we let our children set the pace of life

Rather than us doing it for them

The world would be a merrier place

Ruled by hearts & Joy, not weekends

♥️

We all deserve our inner child

To be out and about, dominating us

It’s all peer pressure & a forced choice

That’s getting to most of us

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I may not own a stationary store

And I thank god all the time..

Cuz my inner child is quite alive

And my teacher is none other than my child

♥️

Aryaa

Ps : still dreaming of owning that dream store where all of our childhood comes alive