Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Looking Back

As I remember the past,
I realize that it doesn’t last.
The good times and the bad ones
My diary contains incidents in tones.
I miss some of the great times I had in the past
As I know I’ll never get them back…. They are vast.

I remember my pet dog Timber
My baby sister who came into this world
Without a whimper
I remember the golden memories
Along with all sorts of worries.
I remember…


THIS POEM WAS SUBMITTED BY PIE SIMONE MENEZES, GRADE 'V' INDIAN SCHOOL SOHAR AND PUBLISHED IN THURSDAY MAGAZINE, TIMES OF OMAN IN THE ISSUE DATED MARCH 18-24, 2010

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