people always talk about
the good old days
things were so perfect
they say
they say those days were great
but when were they
i want days like that
perfect days, i say
i want perfect days too
days with no pain
no hurt, no hate
no blame
i want good old days
days filled with careing
love, peace
sharing
can someone please tell me
when these days were
are these days real
or memories just a blur
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i am slowly going through your list of poems and as i read each one i cant wait to read the next. you are a true poet, bravo