23 grudnia 2013
The Good Old Days
going back to the time
when i was a little girl
brought back the nostalgic memories
of those good old days
looking back i found a girl
Who was woken up by her mother’s kiss,
Who made her mom run around with her food,
Who slept beside her to hear the unending tales.
And when it was her first day to school,
I remember her hands clutching her mom’s
With those tearful eyes,
When her mom left her alone amidst many strangers.
She was then a mommy’s girl.
And then she grew up.
Now, she never wakes up by that loving kiss-
She lives in a world woven by herself.
Those people who were mere strangers,
Are now her dear ones.
She has no time for those lovely tales,
Nor any time to spare for the one who was once her friend.
The girl has grown up
Losing all the innocence of her childhood.
It’s rightly said,
“The best days are the good old days”
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