In the amber glow of twilight skies,
Memories dance like fireflies,
Whispers of a time long past,
In shadows they are cast.
The scent of rain on summer days,
Echoes of our childhood plays,
Laughter carried on the breeze,
Moments that our hearts still seize.
Through the corridors of time we roam,
Seeking fragments of our home,
Every corner, every street,
Filled with echoes, bittersweet.
As the stars begin to shine,
We recall those days divine,
Nostalgia wraps us in its arms,
Shielding us from life’s alarms.