O my dear I remember negligee's, see thru tops, motor bikes and
guns galore. The splasing of beer and spirits liquified and police
sometimes at the door. We partied hardy dare I tell more.
O my dear I remember a lime green bikini and a friend frolicking
in her yellow tone bathing suit. Yes we had our fun, we had our
laughter, our good days and our pain. It's nice to sit remembering
and I'll do it over and over again.
Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: Sept.19/2015
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem