Whispers of Time
The Big Banyan Tree's Silent Memories
Amidst the whispers of time's gentle breath,
Stands the big banyan tree in front of the yard.
A sentinel of stories etched upon its bark,
A tapestry of memories woven, long and hard.
Its branches, like arms outstretched in embrace,
Sheltered our dreams and whispered secrets untold.
Under its canopy, we laughed, we cried,
As life's stories around its roots were unfold.
In the warmth of summer's golden touch,
We sought refuge in its leafy shade.
Beneath its leaves, we found solace and wonder,
A refuge where childhood memories were made.
The swing hung from its sturdy boughs,
A vessel of dreams that soared up high.
With every push, we touched the sky,
Gathering courage to spread our wings and fly.
Through changing seasons, it stood steadfast,
A silent witness to the passage of time.
Its sprawling roots held the earth's secrets,
A memoir of moments, both mundane and sublime.
Now, as I stand before its weathered trunk,
I feel the echo of laughter in the breeze.
The big banyan tree, a guardian of the past,
Forever etched in the heart's cherished degrees.
About the Creator
Jansen Chang
A freelancer ,dedicated to establish self business,and help others to grab the chance of times.I will share some new thoughts and discoveries here.
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