In the quiet corners of the mind,
Where echoes of the past softly breathe,
Memories dance in gentle rewind,
Weaving tales that time cannot sheath.
Golden rays of a forgotten sun,
Warm the shadows where laughter resides,
Moments cherished, never undone,
In the heart, where eternity abides.
Whispers of the past in tender hues,
Paint the skies of dreams yet to soar,
In the silence, the soul renews,
Finding solace on memoryâs shore.
The gentle rustle of yesterdayâs leaves,
Sings a lullaby of love and loss,
In every tear the heart believes,
Timeâs gentle hand shall never emboss.