In the amber glow of fading light,
Memories dance like shadows on the wall,
Whispering tales of laughter and tears,
In a silent symphony that time recalls.

The scent of rain on summer streets,
Lingers softly in the heart’s embrace,
Where every step retraces dreams,
In the gentle weave of time and space.

Old melodies hum through the breeze,
Carving paths through forgotten lanes,
Each note a brushstroke of the past,
Painting skies above with gentle refrains.

In the quiet corners of the mind,
Nostalgia’s gentle touch remains,
A timeless bridge to days gone by,
Where echoes of yesterday softly reign.