Where Did Good Memories Begin? - Poem by Franca Kenneth
Where did good memories begin?
What was the best thing
that ever happened to me?
The best day ever.
Only once in my life had I felt that way,
never before and never since.
You changed and the whole world changed with you.
Even when you knew,
you're all I wanted.
Comments about Where Did Good Memories Begin? by Franca Kenneth
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Mary Elizabeth Frye