Memories Poem by Ebone' Ingram
Memories
when i walk through
those halls
sit in
those rooms
i think of back then
back then,
when i was small, naive
and Brandon could still carry me;
when Keia and i could laugh so much harder;
when Andre and i were so close
that growing up couldn't come between;
when Brian made fun of me but
i knew he still loved me:
those waves of memories
return to me like high tide
and i can't help but cry
aching for those days
when i was too young to worry
and life was kind
and family was all that mattered.
This one is very tender and sweet and from the heart. I hope at fifteen, though, you're still making all these beautiful memories. Uriah
Very fresh slice of Prose-like work, young lady...fifteen, yeah, if i reach all the way back into the outre spectrum of my Minds-Eye, I CAN RECALL 1972...Just not sure if it would want to recall me....I have read several of your works, Ebone, and I am impressed with the solid handle you have on the base principles of both Poetry and Prosework.You are tapping your well of potetial astutely, & something inside tells me that aside from creative Writing, that Drama & Theater may also be a part of your equation, if it isn/t already...Good Luck....''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FJR
Good poem, growing up is hard to do, but it's bittersweet, we can look back on those times and know that they were good and forever with us.
Treasure all memories as such! Memories are what make us who we are... builds the foundation of our individuality! Awesome piece here hun! Thank you sincerely for your message to me, that was truly sweet. I added you as well and look forward to getting a chance to honorably read your work. See ya around! Keep that pen a pumpin'=) ! Ciao, Kris
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I would like to translate this poem
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Lovely poem, heartfelt memories, well penned. Melvina