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ALPHABET SERIES /part 3/



  Joyful tears cascaded down my cheek,
    as the striking piece of memory pops like a gee.
    The calendar was still ringing with mental traces,
    while the history of my timeline presents.



In this 6-cycle carousel,
where laughter are dancing with the wind,
where colts are running with a hard tail  of course hair,
where old folks are turning like 7-year old kids.



"  I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes."
Carl Sandburg declared.
" The future is purchased by the present."
Samuel Johnson said.
" When all else is lost, the future still remains."
Christian Nestell Bovee cited.

But for me, all would have treasured in the end.


    Singing the lullaby of the ended days,
    Pursuing to locked in the invented brains.
    It maybe a child's game,
    but happiness are all the same.







Comments

  1. Its like you read my mind! You seem to know so much about this, like you wrote the book in it or something. I think that you could do with some pics to drive the message home a bit, but instead of that, this is excellent blog. A great read. I'll definitely be back.
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  2. Thank you Sir for your appreciation.

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  3. I agree with Mr. Derringer. This is a good read. Good job! Will surely wait for more.

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