When you look back at those days
You will realize that all is gone
There were some moments you wish to change
But realize it is impossible
What kept you going is that
You tried to make memories out of it
When you remember
You shall smile at those carefree days
You shall remember friends old and gone
And wish you were a baby again
You shall remember all the lovely things you did
You shall dream of your favourite flowers
You shall dream of how you made everywhere lively with your gigantic smile
But one day
You will be old
Holding onto your walking stick
You shall look at the sky
And wonder why it had remained the same all your days
You shall remember the world
And be sad that
You will leave it behind
Until then
I am the bird with the voice of dreams
The arrows through your nights
Today I sweep the sky
And leave footprints on thunder clouds
Hoping to unite with my love ones
One day when all is gone
---priscilla Martin❤️❤️❤️