Old Images In My Mind

I store a lot of images In my mind that depict some Images of my childhood... I have that pretty Fares' swimming-pool In which we used to swim in it over there Accompanied by our late dad... I have that image of That pretty Patos Orchard where We used to play together... I have that image of the Rock of Suicide where We used to spend some pretty time over there... I have that brilliant image of My old school where I knew A lot of classmates... I have that image of Ibn-Hani where we used to spend our holidays Under the figs' tree near the blue sea... I have that image of my late grandfather and My late grandmother who used to narrate all old Tales about Joha and his funny jokes... I have that pretty image of our lovely alleys Where we used to walk together... I have still many, many images Images in my mind that make feel happy... I am still alive to tell everyone About all my childhood's pretty images... Life consists of a lot images, Good or bad, that make someone Remembers them every now and then... _____________________________________________________________________