Bring Back My Past Poem by Charles Jagongo

Bring Back My Past

Rating: 4.0


I remember tales, riddles and jokes
From my granny's, huts
And enjoyed, pounded nuts.

I remember we swam, in streams
And played, with mud, sinking muddy vessels
And laughed, cried, when we won and had losses.

I remember father's and mother's, praises and teases
For scores we made, and naïve made faults
Bring back my past, who can make for dice

I remember well for this, and miss,
Gold, silver and bronze,
None would, turn the past, as a piece!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Simon Odhiambo 09 August 2012

This past has become a present for my children...although not as detailed. Keep them coming.

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Suelynn Walters 29 July 2012

How Lovely. I think it's perfect! It seems as though your speaking of memories. Keep uo the Brillaint Work!

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