Looking Back: Poem
When you own books
And see moons,
When you have flowers
Of creative powers,
Your heart has fairness
And the soul feels greatness
Because of laughter and happiness.
Above all there is a crown.
People call it Shiny Freedom.
I look back
With sorrow and regret,
To live and love when it is late
In life.
It is difficult not to wait
Unless to stay fantastically kind.
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