Not Just A Memory Poem by Little Red Apple
Not Just A Memory
The droplets that fall one by one from the sky touching the land
Remind me of the precious memory we own
Memory of our emotion we keep inside
The flowing water flooding the street
Recollect me of our feeling
Which rushing in my blood through my vein
Making a fond sensation I love
But,
It surely will not be just a memory
Our falling droplets, our flowing water
Will be some things we look after
For ever...
Wow, this is very good poem, Yes, memory it's not noly a memory, You write it so well and I can feel the step in every line, You did so good, , Naru Kaede,
Memories never die, it'd linger in your system as long as you live.Good works Mornin Star.Keep writin.
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4/26/2024 12:54:48 AM # 1.0.0.1119
comparing the flow of water to memory, brilliant write, and memories are never jest memories, most times they are so much more