Memories become refresh
when I enter in my past.
How beautiful was that moment!
When Everywhere was fun and floric,
birds used to sing freely.
Buds was blooming happily around us.
and its fragrance was spreaded to so away.
The sun used to wipe her ink of eyes by its rays.
Henna was dominated over palm of girls.
We used to borrow money from friends.
to buy something for their first love.
Rings was brought from the fair for our lovers.
but many of us couldn't give them.
an image of that ring is still safe in preserve table of our hearts.
That unique moment will never
come again.

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