Blue nights, deep thoughts.
The white moon beams
Entering from the window,
Places a kiss on her face.
Gently flicking the yellow pages of her book.
Her cheeks turn bubble gum pink
As she smiles.
Her glittery brown eyes,
Now a little moist;
As she finds a snap in her book.
That was a grey snap,
But their smiles were vibrant.
Two little girls, cute and jolly;
Holding hands and laughing.
Those were golden days.
Colourful memories
And shades of their friendship.
The white moon beams
Entering from the window,
Places a kiss on her face.
Gently flicking the yellow pages of her book.
Her cheeks turn bubble gum pink
As she smiles.
Her glittery brown eyes,
Now a little moist;
As she finds a snap in her book.
That was a grey snap,
But their smiles were vibrant.
Two little girls, cute and jolly;
Holding hands and laughing.
Those were golden days.
Colourful memories
And shades of their friendship.

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