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THE RAIN AND MY MEMORIES, a poem by Maria Griselda Garcia cuerva, Argentina
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Maria Griselda Garcia cuerva, Argentina
THE RAIN AND MY MEMORIES
The raindrops falland my spirit weakens,the sad grey colourhas mountains of nostalgia.From a big dark cloudall my memories go down,the absent beings' facesinvade the sky roads.I miss the pleasant smiles,my childhood scenes.I want to see those creeperswhich were my dreams' accomplices.I become immersed in the pastand I'm a girl for an instant,I play touchlast and hopscotch,the world is very different.The wind brings some voices,I hear my parents' paces,the rain wets my face and it mixes with my tears.
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