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Sep 22
MEMORIES MAD BUT "MITHHI"

The clock constantly, nonstop, ticks. Sometimes, it even beautifully chimes

It is those which you treasure, cherish, savour; it is indeed those past precious times !

Memories loving, naughty, full of fun, some very cute little trinkets, costing just a few dimes

The food tasty, yummy,  that your mum very lovingly made; its taste you savour lifelong

Those ****** limericks n rhymes you created, still stay with you; so also, your mum's favourite song.

That laughter crazy, those expressions insane, all the silly jokes hang on, until that last gong.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
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