Those days of my teen years!
Remind me of a sweet name,
That I used to write in the air,
In deep devotion, with my finger.
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I used to write the name of who I adored, (at that time) , as a young infatuated schoolgirl, with a Fourth Of July sparkler....Their name in fiery glow, dancing in the night air, leaving red hot trails of hope....before eventually the burnt embers sizzles and vanished.....Applause to your aerial announcement..magnificently stirring long tucked away memories. PEACE
'Applause to your aerial announcement..magnificently stirring long tucked away memories' - indeed, a lot of thanks for such a nice appreciation, and for sharing your own thoughts and experience, @Susan Lacovara. Much inspired by your comment.
Enjoyed your aerial exercise! To what all futile adventures we have been through in our boisterous teens....! ! Keen onlookers used to ask me, What was it that I wrote in the air? I was solving a complex maths problem, I used to reply with a semblance of innocence..... Enjoyed this part the most.... The more virulent ones have more of such sweet memories to treasure and recollect! !
@ Valsa George, Thanks for reading my poem and sharing your thoughts. I am greatly inspired when you comment on my poem.
@ Valsa George, Thanks for reading my poem and sharing your thoughts. I am greatly inspired when you comment on my poem.