Nostalgia
The echo of laughter in an old photograph,
A sepia-tinted dance with moments long past.
The scent of childhood summers, warm and sweet,
The pitter-patter of rain on the old, familiar street.
The well-worn pages of a forgotten book,
A dusty attic where time has come to a crook.
The taste of grandma’s fresh fried fish,
A melody that makes the heart sigh.
Chasing fireflies on a twilight eve,
The soft rustle of leaves when the winds weave.
The crackle of cassettes on a tape recorder,
A portal to moments we can’t afford to neglect.
The echo of a first love’s name,
A bittersweet symphony, never quite the same.
The ripples in the pond where wishes were cast,
A journey to the moments that forever last.
A gentle whisper from days of old,
A timeless embrace, a story to be retold.