Nothing But A Memory Poem by freedom writer
Nothing But A Memory
That day.... that day in that time
Of the wild dream in a smooth melody of a rhyme
It was a day to remember
With things done together
But in the blink of an eye
It all flashes by
Like a bird flying high
Soaring through the sky
It was over again
With my friends to the end
Til the last second gone...
It was just a memory of that day, a great day in that time...
By-E.C.
a student, age thirteen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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