Written by: Aabrity Dhungana - 20101, Grade XII
Posted on: 25 November, 2019
Innocent those yelps
Those twinkling eyes
Free to help
No sad goodbyes
In those fields
A bunch of laughter
As it's dusk
Home doesn't matter
Scratched knees
Doesn't hurt anymore
Those plead
To play a little more
Those memories
So old and vivid
Wish to turn back time
By all means lucid
