Memories
Memories
Memories, a fragile thing
Thinking of me on swing
Flying in the plane, looking at the wing
Visiting the public pool, and going for a swim
Him and I flirting
Me always crying
Yet, always smiling
Feeling my heart pounding
My favorite activity was dancing
And my favorite love was you
WOW! What a memory!
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