Nostalgic
Do you remember how we used to play?
Or what about the good times we once shared
But you're gone now and everything is grey
I remember how much you used to care
You never let me down, or left my side
You were part of me as I was to you
I could not believe when you passed, I cried
In some way I feel an ongoing flu
Yet somehow I still feel you with in my heart
I imagine your face and start to smile
And never will we ever be apart
Your memory lasts longer than the Nile
The feeling I have is purely classic
It comes around when I feel nostalgic
This poem is about:
Me
My family
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