The Gift

I found a rusted trunk Accidently, in a corner of My storage room Eagerly I opened it That was filled with my textbooks Almost of the elementary school Most of its were white ants eaten Except the top of a peacock feather A gift given my girlfriend at the school Now the past becomes present Remember the green eyed girl And the moments we spend beside lily ponds Fishing in shallow river Playing in muds under the rain And many many that makes me happy now a relief from the boring life now .