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We can be many things,
in this life of ours.
Pick something worthwhile,
not measured in hours.
Do you remember,
when we first met?
We were both young,
my ears were still wet.
Now, here we are,
after so many years
and our well-being,
is full of cheers.
A Comment by Loy
I enjoyed all your poems from this day - or I should say I especially enjoyed them- I think it’s the style of writing or possibly my frame of mind?
A Comment by MFish
Thank you.
