In the camera lies those moments that are captured deep within the mind,
Timeless they are,yellowed with years,with a tape to rewind.
The colourful impressions they leave in the corner of your heart,
with the beats singing the tunes of joy and tears, the beads of togetherness that they still craft.
Blooming roses and their sweet fragrance intoxicates the soul,
Days may pass by,moments may be short lived but memories always stick to the cherishing pole.
Footprints mark the beautiful journey of remembrance from time to time
thus keeping the sad faces glow like a candle burning their hearts alive..
Timeless they are,yellowed with years,with a tape to rewind.
The colourful impressions they leave in the corner of your heart,
with the beats singing the tunes of joy and tears, the beads of togetherness that they still craft.
Blooming roses and their sweet fragrance intoxicates the soul,
Days may pass by,moments may be short lived but memories always stick to the cherishing pole.
Footprints mark the beautiful journey of remembrance from time to time
thus keeping the sad faces glow like a candle burning their hearts alive..
