Wringing tears from memories of long ago just by
thinking of them, mind reliving their genuine
authenticity the entire while.
Watching with a joyful heart at the love and car-
ing that was being felt at the time, tears escaping
through happiness of the past.
Even though it's painful now, just remembering how
great and lovely those times were back then, too
bad we cannot relive them once again in the present.
How much joy and happiness it would bring to each of
us today, blessings falling from those moments and
into our hearts and minds today.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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