Fading echoes
I am old now.
Sitting alone in this park and seeing these kids play make my heart ache.
They laugh and run beneath the radiant,warm sky, and I can't help but cry at their happiness.
Seeing there parents reminds me of my mother,that how used to wait for me at the end of the slide.
Feed me when I was lazy,...
Sitting alone in this park and seeing these kids play make my heart ache.
They laugh and run beneath the radiant,warm sky, and I can't help but cry at their happiness.
Seeing there parents reminds me of my mother,that how used to wait for me at the end of the slide.
Feed me when I was lazy,...