Frank Pulver

(10/28/1971 / born-(Hudson, New York) - raised-(Tampa, Florida))

Memories Never Fade Away


It is finally time to see,
What my life means to me,
Well let’s start with living a life under the light of the sun
This the reason that makes my life fun,

Even when it will rains,
It never stops me from playing; even though many people might think that I am insane.
Even when I hear the lighting pop,
I am surely quick find a spot to drop.

I can also remember how w my friends and I would play hiding go seek in the grass,
And how we would pray to ourselves that person that was it would just walk past.

This is just some of the happy and funny days of my past
I am sure that they will never fade away, even thought my memory of things might not last.

Submitted: Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Edited: Thursday, July 18, 2013

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Frank Pulver
July 17,2013

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  • Payal Parande (7/30/2013 11:41:00 AM)

    Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead. a piece full of
    emotions and effort from life beautiful just beautiful (Report) Reply

  • Adheez Van Der Beanthz (7/27/2013 11:02:00 AM)

    memories, oh memories
    keep alive in our heart
    even the time can't erase it
    as long as we dont allow it

    good poem
    thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

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