I am The Memory
One plus two are … or three plus five are …
Do not difficult things just play with the color
Or, what time is it? If you’re right the clock smile
Sometimes you play music with your abacus blocks
Left, right, top and bottom. You shake your hand everywhere
We sing all the songs till the lullaby songs
The years and times flies so fast as the wind, like yesterday you sit there on your own little chair
With your eyes glinted from curiosity. You count from one to ten with your sweet smile
You draw my attention, suddenly you said ‘I could count to twenty’ Fantastic!
Your old abacus, still kept in my mind. Decorated my memory about you, when you’re four years old
The old abacus still remains. Beautiful part of my responsibility
He still remains, until you come to me with your own child. And I say, … one plus three are …
‘ I am the Memory’ by 2014©DellaAnnaPhotography
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