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(G)olden days
#WritcoStoryPrompt6
I can never forget the joyous days of my childhood, especially the summer when all we did was swim in the river or lie on it's edge. The love towards our grandparents and eating dinner at terrace with all the people around our street. old ladies are gossiping. If someone suffers, the whole people are in the patient house. Good soul with innocent activities. Yes, the days which bring all the golden memories to grow up with pure love, carring, helping tendancy, forgetting about the sadness, learn to new things through practically.. now a days it's are rare to see in cities.
© Dhiya
I can never forget the joyous days of my childhood, especially the summer when all we did was swim in the river or lie on it's edge. The love towards our grandparents and eating dinner at terrace with all the people around our street. old ladies are gossiping. If someone suffers, the whole people are in the patient house. Good soul with innocent activities. Yes, the days which bring all the golden memories to grow up with pure love, carring, helping tendancy, forgetting about the sadness, learn to new things through practically.. now a days it's are rare to see in cities.
© Dhiya
