Looking way back in the past,
I can't help myself to cry.
For I remember the little girl
Who used to laugh and smile.
The little girl who only loves to play,
And never get tired of it anyway.
She's too innocent and pure
For this world so nasty and cruel.
If I have the chance to go back in the past,
The first thing that I would do is to hug that little girl.
And I'll whisper how much I'm happy and proud of her
Whatever it takes, don't give up and show your bright smile.
BINABASA MO ANG
thoughts into poems
Poetry꧁ poetry saves, poetry heals, words won't disappear. ꧂ (05/20/21) [ a collection of sad poems ] Language: Taglish
