English poetry, Mindful

Old Times

Many days had passed,

When I had started to become trash,

The first visit was insufficient,

Causing longing for more,

As a bonus for changes,

A graceful acceptance was made,

Once again amongst my family,

Much more content than before,

Settled in as a missing piece complete,

When alas it came again,

As now a process of life,

To move  in to the next phase,

Confident on the hope,

That one day,

We’ll be near again,

So soon that grudges will be lost,

And happiness will prevail!


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