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June 24, 2024

Going Back to My Childhood Days

By April Mae M. Berza

Going Back to My Childhood Days

I slept in the heart of the mountains
To embrace my ancestral land with love.

I played hide-and-seek with the clouds
To go back to my childhood days.

I ate a plate of the moon and stars
To be full of awe, joy, and wonder.

I sang the a cappella of a choir of raindrops
To harmonize with the rhythms of freedom.

I danced with the sunshine of summer
To protect the farms of my youth.

I hugged the giant bark of the oldest tree
To honor the sacrifices of our peasants.

Article © April Mae M. Berza. All rights reserved.
Published on 2024-06-10
Image(s) are public domain.
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