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I Still Remember

I still remember, when I and you, Went up on the trees Climbed up on the mountains Flunked the garden flowers And were happy to tease girls There were impossibles But we made them possible You tried to teach me English But I was stubborn I never concentrated I still remember when I and you, Were ones who felt proud of each other We never thought for others But made ourselves smile We loved our seasons We got joy and fun We would play in the sun On a lovely day of sun We had lost our lovely pairs On the bench of the beach I still remember when I and you, Went far and wide We shouted and cried We ate chips and fries We wished to go up skies To catch the twinkling stars We went faraway places To do well our graces There were girls who put together sand And they made some houses We were the ones who razed the all I still remember when I and you, Sprinted here and there We went coves to search some stones And we collected them in order to play We were always known as dumpy We came home when it was dusky There was so much fun When we were in school life We were the ones who shouted in classes We were the ones who faced mistakes We were the ones who bore exams I still remember when I and you were the true best friends, I am wondering where you are now On a shining night, and sparkling stars I looked for you, but you are lost Somewhere in the sky, near some stars You can’t be seen, but in my heart…

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 3/16/2016 11:50:00 PM
Ibrahim Ghani, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing you're poetry. LOVE LINDA
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Date: 1/14/2016 11:08:00 PM
Ibrahim Ghani, Awesome write, I really like this. Forever ** SKAT **
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Date: 3/7/2014 7:00:00 PM
This poem speaks to me. It reminds me of a long lost friend that moved away.
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