Childhood Friend Poem by Raihana Abdul Jabbar
Childhood Friend
Rummaging our way,
Through the school backyard,
Borrowing chalks, the ball, and
The bun from Mrs.Cook...
(But we ain't asking permission)
I never felt sorry...
Because she was with me...
Jumping over the stone fence
Into Old Mr.Grumpy's orchard...
Stealing oranges and hurling grapes at him...
When he chases us around....the shivering creature...
I never felt any pity...
When she was near me....
Sticking out our tongues at minors...
Grabbing lollipops off their hands...
Handing them a candy,
We smirk round the corner...
(A wrap around a stone...Hehe)
I never felt culpable...
Indeed, she was with me...
Blaming each other when caught...
So elders might confuse...
Hiding their keys,
For a day and a night....
I never felt guilty,
When she was with me....
how to write on a puppet child and deeds Sticking out our tongues at minors... Grabbing lollipops off their hands... Handing them a candy, We smirk round the corner... (A wrap around a stone...Hehe) I never felt culpable...
friends will always be remembered when they do stuff together and they can always blame each other for doing stuff 10++++++++++++++
The facination of childhood memories.Well written.
a friend will always be remembered..she won't be in your side if trust was nothin'
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4/20/2024 6:47:28 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Those pranks bring back golden memo's.