Rememberance

In August of '98
The summer of many
When I was a boy at college
I'd go for walks in the valley

My mother taught me everything in thoes days
That the darkness rolls upward
All is gained and nothing is lost
She was my idol and my inspiration



Poetry by Coolaaron88
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Written on 2006-08-24 at 08:09

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Wangdi Gyalpo
Liked your way of expressing you love and gratitude to your mother.

The only precious thing in the world is mother

If I am not wrong the word Rememberance should be Remembrance.
2006-11-22


Kathy Lockhart
wonderful poem but you leave me wanting more. It seems i just open the book and someone takes it away. I am so interested in knowing more. Well done! :) kathy
2006-08-24