trip to the past

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trip to the past

These tears want to fall
But I won't let them
They are not tears of pain
But joy

So happy to talk to you
But yet mad
Glad to be friends
Happy thats that and nothing more

Walking with you behind the building
In the cold with your blue jacket
Happy to know that I have a friend like you

So let my mind wander
My imagination soar
And my eyes seek

And one day things won't be the same but for once
I was lucky.....
And got a trip to the past

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Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

trets’s Poems (10)

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more then you know 2
make sure what you say is what you mean 1
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trip to the past 0
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the text 0
switch blade 0
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