Memories of the Past
When I was a young rash boy, I was surprised by my grandmother, may God rest her soul in peace. She was talking too much about the past. Now, I knew why the elderly talk a lot about their memories.
Years ago, I read in a book about the poems and wisdom of Confucius, who lived five centuries BC, that he was complaining of his time!
Copyright © Abdullah Alhemaidy | Year Posted 2014
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