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Friday, July 29, 2016

The Good Old Days

I often lose my way in the big city,
and then, I miss home
the good old way I knew very well. 

I miss not using google map, because I know my way 
I miss, if lost, asking for directions, 
How all would offer to help,
They know their city damn well,
No body is a tourist there....

I miss going to work, knowing so much is waiting,
I miss the history I shared with them all:
Here is someone I refused once to help,
and there is a colleague who didn't like my provoking posts..
I miss walking the familiar roads 
There in the university gardens with my only friend
Whine together how hard our job was!!

I miss my way back home, 
The familiar noise of the youngest ones,
fighting over the remote,
I miss all the old ways of the world,
Where nothing sounds good, but I knew it perfectly well. 

1 comment:

  1. Sometimes, we lose our way just to explore new dimensions and realize that the world is bigger than we think...