In the garden of innocence, we played,
Where laughter echoed in the sunlit glade.
Days stretched long, like ribbons in the breeze,
Young hearts dancing, under ancient trees.
Imagination bloomed, a vibrant flower,
Painting worlds from a secret power.
In every whispered secret shared,
Young dreams and wishes, unimpaired.
Through fields of green and meadows wide,
We chased our dreams, side by side.
In eyes so bright, the future gleamed,
Young and fearless, as we dreamed.
Oh, to capture youth in fleeting flight,
In hearts that knew no bounds of height.
Forever etched in memories deep,
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Isra
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Comments (1)
For me, this was beautifully scribed. I truly find you a natural poet.