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Memories of Yesterday
The pages of my old book,
Hold my memories of yesterday,
Every smile, every tear,
Every person who came my way...
Knew that I was a reserved person,
So, didn't bother to ask me if I would like to hang around with them for a day!
But, I do have the same interest as they do;
Still prefered to stay aloof,
Just because I am not so cool like them,
Nor wanted to be a spendthrift!
The last pages of my old book
had games: XOXO, Flames, and few calculations;
As well as a letter to self,
Expressing my interest, and happiness
Which my selected friends would read aloud,
But never left the chance to advice to give life and self a better chance
to explore, experience and express,
And then, I could differentiate the real and worthy and priceless friends;
My memories of yesterday was reminiscent all over again!
© Pratima Raj
Hold my memories of yesterday,
Every smile, every tear,
Every person who came my way...
Knew that I was a reserved person,
So, didn't bother to ask me if I would like to hang around with them for a day!
But, I do have the same interest as they do;
Still prefered to stay aloof,
Just because I am not so cool like them,
Nor wanted to be a spendthrift!
The last pages of my old book
had games: XOXO, Flames, and few calculations;
As well as a letter to self,
Expressing my interest, and happiness
Which my selected friends would read aloud,
But never left the chance to advice to give life and self a better chance
to explore, experience and express,
And then, I could differentiate the real and worthy and priceless friends;
My memories of yesterday was reminiscent all over again!
© Pratima Raj
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