NOSTALOGIA

Past oh dear past
childhood never lasts
memories never stop
calling me back

i touch those tiny books
kiss the yellow pages
past oh past! oh past!
you really smell so sweet

school days ,teachers
and friends
what a harmony it was!
homework then was painful
but now makes me laugh

that free childish time
has gone too much far
in the sky of my life blinks
that time like star

you may feel this way too
and ask yourself why ?
the reply is too simple
MEMORIES NEVER DIE.