Captured in a bottle
A fragrance set free
Floats towards me
Awakening
Opening the door
Memories of yesteryears
Swiftly rush in
Play out scene by scene
When life was a song and dance
Youth at its peak
Dancing to the tunes
Of a song evergreen
Enticing fragrance
Captured in a bottle
Fond memories
of yesteryears
An enchanting memory indeed!
ReplyDeleteThank you Vandana.
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