By Joshua A. Apolonio
Whenever I reminisce my past times,
I wonder how these poems had their own rhymes.
Remembering a long lost idea;
I just felt a pang of nostalgia.
Recall, recollect, remember past life.
Tears just fell, like my heart was on a knife.
How I wish bringing back the times and years
And reflect and feel my previous, past fears.
Pictures may do, I see them with pleasure.
Still, I am missing them. This I am sure.
Yes, I believe that life is so rapid.
Seeing the photos, tears went to my lids.
Again, still wishing I can bring back time
Wondering again how these poems had rhyme.
Bringing back time may really sound silly
But lone God can bring back reality.
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