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Golden Days

Golden days Reminisce those golden days left far behind, little joys lived to most, recalls the mind, Aiming sky high and free as birds, Cherished life, simple were our words, Childhood friend at primary school, Waited daily for me but I was such a fool, One reserved seat for me always next to him, Ignored the passion till it flowed to brim, Teased others as together we grew, Till medical school, left were only few, Hostel life was more of a fun, Witty siblings added to real time pun, Affection of parents in family of five, Pretty house, floral garden, fruits and beehive, Bright sunrise to twilight of sunset, No hues were missing in my palette, Delicacies that my mom cooked, Anyone who ate got really hooked, Carom, cards and chess that my dad laid, Losers tried till years and decades, Reminisce those golden days left far behind, Little joys now unseen, have I turned blind ? Written April 2nd, 2015 For contest "Golden days" by rob carmack Awarded 9th place

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Date: 4/19/2015 10:49:00 PM
A gem my friend. Loved the part about playing chess, my game. A7 and this is a great poem...
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Date: 4/18/2015 3:21:00 PM
Dr Upma, Congratulations, in Rob's Golden days contest. Take Care ~LINDA~
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Date: 4/11/2015 8:20:00 AM
Memories :), Congrats on your win!
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Date: 4/9/2015 3:03:00 AM
poignant, dr. urma.. best congrats on your win!
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Date: 4/9/2015 12:18:00 AM
Wonderful and nostalgic memories of your golden days, Dr. Upma. Congratulations on your win. Hugs, Sandra
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Date: 4/6/2015 9:11:00 AM
Beautifully written memories...
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Date: 4/5/2015 6:16:00 PM
Great memories of those Golden Days. Once again good luck in the upcoming contest.
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Date: 4/2/2015 5:00:00 PM
this is very nice and nostalgic, Love those closing lines: have I turned blind. we can forget so much. But we know that in our memories they were golden.
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