Posted in Poem

Recall

When we were small and poor,

Those were the best days my dear.

When we were simple and loving,

That time we were always smiling.

When we were ignorant and kind,

That when we and nature bind.

When we were stupid and free,

That time we carved hearts in tree.

When we had time to spare,

That time we lend people our ear.

When we were lustless and sweet,

That time looked like a treat.

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An introverted IT Guy.

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