I still remember,
When i used to sit in the balcony
On the top of the house,
I saw such hushed scenes,
Even More serene than a dream,
Those magical chirping birds,
Those dancing clouds,
That cagey smile of the winsome leaves
Which was even more splendid than the sun,
That subtle aroma of the flowers.
I still remember,
How they all beamed to make me smile,
How they tried to repose me,
O! How great this pretty nature is,
So why are we bawling all the time of the unhappy past?
Why are we always regretting?
Why don't we just take a moment's while
From the endless work,
And drink this priceless moment,
And smile forever.
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Memories are not always sweet, it could be bitter too. nice poem. Thanks for sharing.