As i fondle with the memories of the past.
I remembered those unbelievable crew and cast.
In a time when no one could touch us.
In a place where we all were having a blast.
How i wish that time would last.
Although, now my joints are a rust.
And my hips are a fuss.
The memories of my past i still lust.
For me, that's such a plus.
Oh memories of the past.
You are my hope's last.
Please, please come back to me my sweet sweet memories of the past.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem