#NostalgicVerse
Summer holidays, a treasured time,
Visiting Grandma, a joy of mine.
Uncles and aunts, a loving crew,
Memories with them, forever true.

The youngest uncle, a berry delight,
Horror stories at night, a thrilling sight.
The eldest uncle, a sweet surprise,
Jalebis for me, a treat in his eyes.

Auntie's storybooks and magazines too,
A treasure trove, just for me and you.
Evening walks with Grandma, a gentle pace,
Around the village, a peaceful space.

These memories, a glimpse brings a grin,
A smile that lingers, a joy within.
© nf