The memoir of childhood days,
Deeply carved as years part ways,
Penetrating and leaving memory's rays,
Solitude for silver bells rang in the hay,
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Wow. This is something like a nostalgic poem. Perhaps in solitude amidst the supposed to be feeling of ardor in the Christmas season, you were pondering on some nostalgic memories or just the resounding emotions you were into that time. Great way of expressing melancholy and memories through Poetry. By the way, when I encountered your name, i know rightout that you are a Filipino. Pleased to meet you Ma'am.
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Wow. This is something like a nostalgic poem. Perhaps in solitude amidst the supposed to be feeling of ardor in the Christmas season, you were pondering on some nostalgic memories or just the resounding emotions you were into that time. Great way of expressing melancholy and memories through Poetry. By the way, when I encountered your name, i know rightout that you are a Filipino. Pleased to meet you Ma'am.