Childhood Memories
My childhood days are hard to forget, of some I have glimpses, but some are carved in my head
I remember my mothers sweet smell, I remember my fathers support when I fell
Life was simple in those days and people had innocence in their gaze
I remember the whispers of the cool summer breeze, in the fields where we played beyond the trees
I remember my childhood mates, friends at school and all their debates
I remember the girl next door, on whom I had a crush long before
That was my first lesson on emotion, which sometimes can be deceiving like the ocean
I did learn things in life first hand and somethings I still don't understand
Those days are now long gone, I sit alone with nothing but my memories
Saleh Ben Saleh
Copyright © Saleh Ben Saleh | Year Posted 2023
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