Truly the birth of those we love...
Is like a treasure of pearl and gold....
Remember the golden days of old...
When feet strolled out to play and roll...
How things go by like hymns of songs..
the sounds of soul of yesteryears...
with every drops of wonder days..
each embraced were treasured more..
I hope the days will stop and go
And live the life of full
laughter of friends, of those we love
i wish to stay for more....
God bless you...
I know my poem is not that good..
i hope you could comment on this
your poem is actually good....keep on blogging hope you could visit mine too....thanks....
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