I remember–
When we sit
By the fire side
In the cozy warmth
Of the night
Listening to captivating stories.
I remember–
When we stare
Into the light
Of the moon
So radiant –So beautiful
Forgetting about
The wear and tear
Of the day.
I remember–
Those days,
Never have I
Forgotten for a second.
Those days were
The good old days.
For it is
The sinful present
That remembered me
The past.
©Gandhi
Poet
14/07/19
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