In the quiet corners of my mind,
Linger echoes of days gone by,
Whispers of laughter, tears intertwined,
A symphony under a twilight sky.
The scent of rain on summer’s breeze,
The warmth of a long-lost embrace,
Softly, these memories tease,
Painting smiles on a wistful face.
Through the corridors of time I tread,
Tracing footprints left in sand,
Faces and voices, long since fled,
Yet in my heart, they firmly stand.
As the dusk of life approaches near,
These memories I hold dear,
They light the path, so crystal clear,
Guiding me through the twilight’s sphere.