Natasa Tocuc

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Fifteen - Poem by Natasa Tocuc

At Fifteen
I remember and remember
She was very naïve through her childhood,
appears full moon face.
I remember I tease her sometime, when she walks
Inside her private, passionate soul
Long enough to smile, to play, and to study.
I remember and remember. In the morning blue sky,
She rode me with her motor bicycle to countryside
All my females’ friends of the youth age
Allow me the sweet memories never forget
I remember and remember
that I never bored to travel with all my fifteen girls
To inhale the fresh air and smell of races.
To dim remember the nature lovely Of the South Vietnam.
I remember and remember
Not fully wakened from deep sleep
Than I long had imaged then
Sometimes she cries. I love or she found.
I remember and remember. In our friendship of fifteen
The careless crafted façade of Childhood
For that gentle moment, She can breathe
I remember and remember
She is a child, not quite a girl of fifteen.

Comments about Fifteen by Natasa Tocuc

  • Rookie William Jackson (7/18/2006 2:08:00 AM)

    Very eloquent expression of friendship. Great poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 15, 2006

Poem Edited: Monday, August 16, 2010

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