five year old me
five year old boy who was freehe had a school bag and pencils
carried he an eraser sharpener
he would watch cartoons
mom gave him food to eat
and meals delicious
papa would give him toys and hugs
that five year old boy is a doctor now
he heals people
but papa is no more.......
Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG
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Written on 2025-04-16 at 15:30
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