My memory strays, to childhood days,
Grazed knees and runny noses,
Those distant sounds,
We danced and played,
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We must grow old For nothing keeps for ever Very nice. I read your poem and it is highly impressive. I don't know if you read William Wordsworth's Ode: On Intimations of Immortality. Your poem and his poem have the same theme. Enjoy reading it if you have not. I'd be glad to know your comments on my works too. Good Luck
We must grow old For nothing keeps for ever Very nice. I read your poem and it is highly impressive. I don't know if you read William Wordsworth's Ode: On Intimations of Immortality. Your poem and his poem have the same theme. Enjoy reading it if you have not. I'd be glad to know your comments on my works too. Good Luck