Vivid Memories_

As I heard the whistle of the wind
and the song of the wave
as I listened to the tree burst into life
the morning took over the night
the moon gave in,
as the sun rose to its power
As I was called back
as I stumbled on my way
I made a place in my mind,
for vivid memories......

A collection of poems and stories by Cheshta Kaushal

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