I shall never forget these experiences.
Today is lovely and charming.
the crisp autumn air
is indeed magical;
however, no
enchantment or elixir or trance
can rival the true
bliss of how I
felt in those
gay summer days.
I know that
those days of yore
are gone forever,
but I can't help
to relive those days:
those ones I refer to
as my 'awakening',
those ones in which
I grew up,
those ones in which
I knew no fear or prejudice,
save only love and courage.
Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 3:13 PM UTC
I shall never forget these experiences.
Today is lovely and charming.
the crisp autumn air
is indeed magical;
however, no
enchantment or elixir or trance
can rival the true
bliss of how I
felt in those
gay summer days.
I know that
those days of yore
are gone forever,
but I can't help
to relive those days:
those ones I refer to
as my 'awakening',
those ones in which
I grew up,
those ones in which
I knew no fear or prejudice,
save only love and courage.
for (inspired by) S.P.C.