Childhood Memories Poem by Muzahidul Reza
Childhood Memories
I cannot forget
One of the mates of childhood,
Comes in mind
Appears in front and behind,
Putting hand on hand
Calls me sweet,
Embracing the heart
Words me cute,
I hear the sweet call yet
But near I cannot find,
Makes me so sad
Makes me so sad,
In dream and practically that
Softly pulls my heart
Makes me glad and pleased
I can well understand.
Copyright © Muzahidul Reza | 08/24/2017
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In dream and practically that Softly pulls my heart Makes me glad and pleased I can well understand.