Every three in the afternoon,
I have several girls, dropping by,
I am about to wave a bye.
But, they are asking for a longer stay
While, we are staying
They painted a lot of images
Coming from their several classes.
Some are happy, some are fine
Some are tragic, some are okay
Those girls, are dear to me.
Those girls, are child like to me.
Now, that I am jailed at home,
I can't fight the thought of missing, the girls.
Those girls, which I treated like my children.
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MP LIGHTS 143: BOOK 2
Poetry-This book is a collection of poems, written in traditional and free verse patterns. -This book offers you to enjoy poetry while making a touch in your world through poems.
