Saturday 30 April 2016

Turning the clock backwards

Flowers in the sides,grey leaves, tall trees
And a long road ahead
If only i could forget the past
I would have returned
all the way walking back
with the joy of watching
the scenic beauty on the sides
As if like for the first time


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