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LOST MEMORY
#MothersDayPoem
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
The small houses made by me on the beaches washed by young age flood...
The storys told by grandma
forgotten
by new school books.......
When my childhood gone.....
May be then when i know what the life is about......
May be then when i get to know
that i grew up
it gone..... in a limitless darkness with a little lamp of lost memories......
© VISHAKHA
The fragrance of my childhood,
Hides in the folds of your embrace,
The small houses made by me on the beaches washed by young age flood...
The storys told by grandma
forgotten
by new school books.......
When my childhood gone.....
May be then when i know what the life is about......
May be then when i get to know
that i grew up
it gone..... in a limitless darkness with a little lamp of lost memories......
© VISHAKHA
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