I can still remember the time when we're just young ones,
Playing every afternoon outside the yard,
Climbing on the tree, singing a song, and dance,
Oh it's a pure happiness, not being a retard.
Then after that we will go inside your house,
Your mother will cook the best dessert for us,
We will be a mess and play the game of card,
Oh it's a pure happiness, not being a retard.
When my mother came every dusk to fetch me,
Believe that I am sad and I felt the whole day-weary,
It became a routine, after noontime sleep we will play hard,
Oh it's a pure happiness, not being a retard.
-Marxx Archer
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MAP #1: I Wrote This Under The Tree
PoetryMARXX ARCHER POETRY(MAP) #1 LANGUAGE: ENGLISH GENRE: LITERATURE(LITERARY PIECES), ROMANCE POETRY, TRAGIC POETRY, SPOKEN POETRY, INSPIRATIONAL AND MOTIVATIONAL POETRY, AND SHAKESEARIAN SONNETS STARTED: AUGUST 31, 2021 PUBLISHED: OCTOBER 12, 2021 RESU...
