Old Poem
JasGab200519970
April 13th
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When you are old you’ll remember the stories once told.
I told you so.
When there was someone there to tell you to stop.
The games you played.
The friends you made.
When you learnt who was a friend.
When you learnt who was not a friend.
You’lol be telling stories that grandpa and grandma told you.
You’ll not want others to feel like the shadow.
But feel loved as you did not feel loved.
Youll tell them what love is.
Stories of genuine care and affection.
And they… they will gush in awe.
Awe,Awe,Awe,Awe
When you are old you’ll remember the stories once told.
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