Children playing in the field today
I see them run endlessly
Tears arise with memories
Of days
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Really a poignant rendition set aside for sober reflection. An insightful creation written with clarity of thought and mind. Thanks for sharing, Abu.
This is a beautiful poem on life and death. Thanks and congratulations for being selected this poem as the poe m of the day.
Childhood re-visited with much emotional reminiscence. Heart touching write. Thanks.
My burning days of gold My dearest of memories Seventy years old! ...…….memorizing….childhood is a golden memory in old age...CONGRATULATIONS being chosen as The Member Poem Of The Day. Hurray! God's Blessings! A 10 Full Score for this touching poem.
It is good that you hold an impression of that time in memory. You have cherished and preserved a remnant of those burning days. If not for offerings made inwardly, such a flame would expire before age seventy.
Yeah, childhood memories bring tears to the eyes. A nice poem indeed. Congrats.
Childhood is a golden memory in old age. Congrats
" Tears arise with memories" ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Yeah; the child life is golden and innocent life for everyone....../// beautiful poem penned indeed
A timeless truth it is easy to forget those golden days of youth.
A touching poem of the day. Congrats, Abu Tarek for being selected....10++++++
My burning days of gold My dearest of memories Seventy years old! great expression great 10+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
was independent the field; the field is reminder of the playful childhood! beautiful poem
My burning days of gold My dearest of memories Seventy years old! -- Fantastic