Autobiography poem

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Walking down memory lane,
We think of the inspiring moments,
Then the ones that made us cry
Every moment is new and exciting

I think of when I first saw my sister
The soft kiss I laid on her forehead
The first time holding her
And when she looked up at me
With those blue eyes
I melted like a water fountain

I think of when I was friendless
The day I got ditched
The first time I felt insecure
And when I looked to my family
I knew they were right
I was better than that

I think of when I met my soul mate
The day I laid my eyes on him
The first time I held his manly hand
And never wanted to let go
I was in love

Walking down memory lane we think
we think of the inspiring moments
Then the ones that made us cry
Every moment is new





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