I went back to the place
where all my childhood memories
were made.
I smile and look at the old, used playground
and I think about those old times
when all those wonderful memories
were once held.
I remember how I played with my friends
and how we were all happy and
carefree without any struggles
now we've gone other paths
we've broken our distance
and made new memories
but the ones we had will always be in my heart.
YOU ARE READING
under the stars
Poetry❝ Everyone is a poet, some write words ; others write silence ❞ - unknown ✩°｡⋆
