#NostalgicVerse
In the heart of summer, fields of green,
A childhood place, a timeless scene,
Where laughter echoed through the trees,
And dreams took flight on every breeze.

A tire swing beneath the oak,
The rope creaked with each playful joke,
Barefoot days on sunlit trails,
Collecting rocks and chasing tales.

The smell of cookies, warm and sweet,
From grandma’s kitchen, such a treat,
Her stories spun in twilight’s glow,
Of lands where magic winds did blow.

We built a fort with sheets and chairs,
A kingdom where we had no cares,
And as the fireflies took flight,
We'd dance beneath the soft moonlight.

Skipping stones on glassy streams,
Lost in endless summer dreams,
The world was ours, so wild and wide,
With every corner ours to hide.

Though years may pass and we grow tall,
Those days remain, a gentle call,
A cherished memory, held tight,
Of childhood's pure and boundless light...!!!
© dil ki kalam se.. "paalu"