GARDEN OF MEMORIES
It is on the making...it is on the process
I do nurture, cultivate and nourish
Wishing it would not be a dream of escape
To pick up flowers in this garden of memories
Thinking back on the days, my mind casts
Listening to a tune, a nostalgic reminder of the past
Memories that make my tears to stream down
In my garden, it was an unpleasant blossom
But the best is yet to come, I know
Colorful and lovely flowers nearly glow
It's exciting to pick the most beautiful blossom
In my garden of memories to where it will soon bloom
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