Memoirs Memoirs

When the early evening breeze

broke the sun’s blaze

Sprinkling White and grey hair

I paused and I stayed still

Recalling the fizzes

Filled with memories

The little girl with platted hair

And red ribbons tight

The field where we played

Leaves and florets that we traded

Catching the dragon flies,

Making them pick stones.

Reminiscing giggles

And words unshared

Misty outlines of faces

that brightened with love

Smiles that once shared

In the Echoes of familiar streets

Captured moments

Bringing Joy in hearts

Warming me up from inside

To melt and flow

Drowning me down

Into my deep slumber

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