Fourth grade, we were fellow,
Pikachu yellow book
Saturday and sorrow
You came from the nook
It was a stone painting
They said *that* gentle knows no age, man
You're wise and stunning
Someone I admired is my friend
The math's lesson
Your the only one
The literate discussion
You're the unique and sincere one
I wrote my day and the chamber
I love some letters of the alphabet
Don't you remember?
The scrabble peep at
While they scream and call your name
The eyes followed the face
Did it remind you to my name?
Then one year passed.
Thanks for the word
The gorgeous things you cope
I believe in the creator of the world
For you; "see you on top"
Will the view become a destiny?
A dreamy short story...
By: Annisa Ramadhani
Banda Aceh, October 27th, 2017
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