The Mirror Of Memory Poem by Eleven Lin

The mirror reminds me of my childhood
When we made a promise under the tree.
Leaves witnessed our brotherhood.
Our days were just that carefree.

On the balcony we laughed together
Looking at the sky with no regard.
We made a deal with each other
That we would never ever be apart.

The voice under the tree has gone with the wind,
But it somehow lingers in my ears.
The childish faces seems cannot be seen,
But I can still dream of it, full of tears.

The ever-lasting memory is apparent,
Which has become a melody in my mind.
At that time, we were that innocent,
Walking hand in hand in the blue sky.