It was wonderful for all of us
Something about this place that never left my soul
It is telling me to go back home
I will go back when I am ready
The memories I have from this place are through the roof
When life seems like it is going bad
I think about the good days and the weather, friends,
Teachers, families and neighbors all coming together
We really much cherish the moments we had back then
Who knows i might come back when i am old or something
This place now has a life of its own
I still cherish the house, the memories and everything else
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Forest Green
Hi. I am a writer with some years of experiences, although I am still working out the progress in my work. I make different types of stories that I hope many will enjoy. I also appreciate tips, and would like my stories should be noticed.
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Yes, a perfect poem full of memories that this poem will bring to readers. Good job.