Oh, how I wish to be,
Back there with my adopted family.
We all laughed and sang,
Ran, walked, and horsed around,
We had so much fun together,
But now they're not around,
And I already know,
That even though I will treasure their memory,
We will never meet again,
I will always remember,
My adopted family,
My friends.
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Losing the Luster of Life
PoesíaA collections of poems that I had written down in my journal. I finally decided to post them. Enjoy!
