New Bonds In Curacao Poem by Dhruvikumari Sharma

In my room, we gathered tight,
New friends, twins, brought pure delight,
With an old friend, we sat and talked,
Laughter and stories, memories unlocked.

We played card games, the hours flew,
With every hand, our friendship grew,
Through the night, till the morning light,
Sharing moments that felt just right.

Two days later, off we went,
Shopping for sweets, time well spent,
Debating chocolates, sharing our views,
Choosing treats, enjoying the muse.

Then to churros, a tasty spree,
Different variations, pure ecstasy,
Four friends together, savoring the day,
In the sweetest moments, our worries away.

I realized then, amid the fun,
How special these bonds had become,
Each friend unique, yet together we blend,
Cherishing the time, not wanting it to end.

As my departure looms, I'll miss the days,
The laughter, the talks, and our carefree ways,
In Curacao, I found friends so true,
And the memories made, I'll always value.