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Personal stories
Each one unique
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Lost in the crowd
A child cries aloud
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Mama Mama
Find me Find me
Mama Mama
Find me Find me
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Childish cries
Alone and so lost
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Personal stories
Alone each cry
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Each cry personal
Unique and alone
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Lost childhood stories
Mama Mama
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Find me Find me
I’m crying all alone.
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Mama Mama
I’m lost all alone
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Mama Mama
Find me Find me
Mama Mama
Find me Find me
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Bear 02.05.2014
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Mama then found you
innocent girl
being out all alone
in weird world you’d never known
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🙂
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Mama then found you
Innocent girl
Being out all alone
In weird world you’d never known.
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You wrote this Feb. 5. It is very nice. Dunno if you kept a copy, but you should use it somewhere. 🙂
yOU
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Yes, I kept the copy with me, under my 1995’s diary. I wrote a poem on Dec.09.1995 when I was on my 40th BD. Here is what I wrote (Translated from my language).
a little girl
left behind the crowd
she wailed plaintively at security posts
her mind can not reach the way
how she had to find her mother
elsewhere
a mother seeking blindly
all the fear depicted on her face
her mind can not reach the way
how she had to find her heart
instantly she heard the thunderous voice
there is a clue penetrated her ears
she asked everyone
and hurried to the post
then hugged the little girl tightly in tears of gratitude
(I have added this on Feb.8.2014)
Mama then found you
Innocent girl
Being out all alone
In weird world you’d never known.
Thank you so much, Bears. Your poem has made me returned to look back at my 1995’s diary.
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I suspect that English is not so euphonic as Indonesian or Javanese or ? It is difficult to make the English words fit together and flow.
Have you thought about recording your voice reading aloud? Maybe a small drum? Something for your grandchildren 🙂
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No, I have never thought about it. Some of my voices were recorded in some family’s videos. Why do I always think that my voices sound so terrible? 🙂
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Perhaps you weren’t reading poetry?
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When I was young, I used to love reading the poetry and always No.1 at school. Not now anymore. 🙂
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Have you thought of reading aloud to the flora? Plants are appreciative.
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I know the plants prefer to listen to soft and melodious voices like they mostly love the breeze. Once in a while I read aloud to them on a rehearsal. I often see some Poets read aloud to the rock, mountain or landscape, forest and even to the waves. Have you read your poetry aloud to them too?
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Rehearsal? 🙂 Flora is the Roman goddess of Flowers.
I read aloud to children.
I have read my poetry aloud in the Olden Days when I was actually young, before plants, rocks, birds, animals mountains, and human audiences. Today, the birds fly away !!! Now my best audience is mosquitoes. Mosquitoes gather all around when they know I am present. 🙂 🙂
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Hahaha…. I can imagine it. Butterflies are friends of mine. Unfortunately they are always busy with nectar. 😀
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🙂
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Beautiful
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Thank you Esther.
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