A Forgotten Childhood
How can you ever forget our wonderful childhood?
Our fantasies, our dreams, our merry-go-round.
How can you ever forget our faces?
Our smiles, our frowns, our tears.
How can you ever forget our promise?
Our hopes, our wishes, our hearts.
How can you ever forget our adventures?
The fish we caught, the mountains we conquered, the bikes we rode.
How can you ever forget our days?
Our sun, our moon, our stars.
How can you ever forget our tomato tree?
The seeds, the twigs, the flowers.
How can you ever forget us?
Our sudden going, our last words, our last adventure.
How can you forget to smile at us?
Our unexpected meeting, our memories, our past.
Sharna Seah
4 Justice
posted by Debra @ 8:45 AM
2 Comments:
In memory of my old neighbours, they may have chosen to forget my brother and i but we certainly cannot forget the wonderful childhood we had shared even though we had shifted house and chose not to tell them.
wow, sharna.
you posted so many poems!
all your poems are great!
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