• fauxcroft 3w

    Ode to the memories

    An ode to days long gone
    Those golden summer days
    And those nights under the stars
    Those memories fade
    They glisten in the ether
    Of my conscious reality.
    I often recall them
    These blissful times they seemed like dreams
    And now and then when lonely
    And feel the lonely chill
    I think fondly of these days of old
    And they keep me warm still.