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I miss - poem by Arabian Oud {R}


















I miss


I miss those days when I see sawed with you,
I miss making excuses for you when we were in trouble,
I miss lending my shoulder to you, when you cried,
I remember how you complaint about the other kid having a better toy,
I would giggle secretly and make you feel yours was better,
I miss the merry go round in our playground,
I miss my first crush, on the boy next door,
I miss us building our first tree house,
I miss our lemon tree, we would pluck some lemons,
I miss those days when we secretly had candies,
I miss those days when we played hide and seek,
I miss those days when we raced at school,
I miss those wonderful days when we were kids,
Where did those beautiful days vanish?
Where did we lose our innocence in this world?
Why did the complications of life intervene?
Why did I become a sacrificing goat each time,
I miss those days when my tears were counted by you,
You would lean to me and comfort me endlessly,
Whisper in your childish voice and laugh,
]Where did we lose all those days?
In the carnival of our busy lives, we forgot ourselves.
I miss those days so badly, hoping to get them back...
But because hope seems so far away and impossible,
I shall cherish these memories and live on...

by Arabian Oud {R}

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