Nostalgia is that sip from a warm cup
Where memories coming brimming right on up
The vapour rising, smarts my open eyes
I taste the sweetness of times gone on by
Memories are something, time always sends
Miseries and sadness it tries to mend
I close my eyes, my hand now in a friends
Reminiscing feelings in a time freeze
A smile now greets me without saying cheese
Nostalgia who just never fails to please!
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