My book of memories…

Going through the pages I see a few scribbles
Some lost away memories a few tales of troubles
They show me a glimpse of my bygone time
Deeds I did then when I was in my prime

I see a few lines which make me smile again
The beautiful time with her when we drenched in the rain
But as I turn the pages comes back the dreaded pain
Showing me the landscape of my loss and gain

Few line there take me in her lap
When I as a kid would fall and take a nap
Reminding of the time when my home was my palace
The happiest place on earth where my soul had solace

Scared to turn the page,I close the book there
I look in the mirror and I am no where
A tear rolls down as I am about to go
What did happen of me while flowing with the flow?

-RS

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