Nov 2019
It’s been years
The memories in the heart fresh
forever cherished and etched
Of the days when we were young responsibilities were less and being a student was fun
Friends always a phone call
Or a few doors away
When the days and evenings were carefree
Breakfast lunch dinner
Not the job to be done
Gone are the days for all
Not just for one
But isn’t that life
Change and Growth
It still shines the same in my hometown
though
And of its fondness
I can never outgrow
The memories in the heart fresh
forever cherished and etched
Of the days when we were young responsibilities were less and being a student was fun
Friends always a phone call
Or a few doors away
When the days and evenings were carefree
Breakfast lunch dinner
Not the job to be done
Gone are the days for all
Not just for one
But isn’t that life
Change and Growth
It still shines the same in my hometown
though
And of its fondness
I can never outgrow
(48/F/Pune, India)
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