Day 16, napowrimo.net challenge

gloporimo

Young me, i hope to re-visit you. Vivid
daylight treks of childhood, silly

neighbors, our vigor selves drench with
sweats thirst of adventures, upon

the lush green background of our homes.
We hunt: those pale green guavas swinging

on its thin branches we risk to climb; those
sour mangoes salivating our childish tongues;

and those fresh coconut juices that quench
our thirst from long walks of childhood.

Our fruitful conversations,                     now perished
along our verdant memories of home and young-ness,

on roads and steels.

-emangarduque

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2 thoughts on “A letter

  1. Ah youth. Love the nostalgia of this. You paint quite the vivid picture of a time and place we can probably never return.

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