Memories of those beautiful days
Still hang in my bedroom,
Strings of fairy lights
Create a magical wonder,
Those days were special when
Heart swayed to the gentle breeze of spring,
No dark clouds were seen,
Yet, I eagerly waited for strands of pearly rain and
The soft fragrance of petrichor
That enlivened my senses.
Mind wandered through lanes and bylanes of love,
Time was an absolute failure,
Couldn't imprison my imagination.
The journey still continues over
Life's rough terrain,
So much I've left behind,
So much more to cover ,
Many...