At the age of fifty seven
She is remembering her old days of eleven
Her boyfriend turned into her husband
The relation between them deepenedShe is remembering her good opd days
Excellent beauty and lots of praise
Class bunks and full of mischiefs
Always happy and away from griefStill topper of class and favourite of teachers
Always surrounded by friends and well wishers
Number of jealous people were no less than friends
Their complaints from her never endsShe got praise for her long brown hair
If someone criticized her she doesn't care
She had beautiful blue eyes
In which all prettiness of the world lies
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Nostalgia
PoetryIn this poem there is a woman who is remembering her past old days when she was young and beautiful. This is the description of her childhood memories, her childhood mischiefs and beauties and how everything get changed whe. she grew up. All those m...