In the Wind of Time
Life flies away like a leaf in the wind.
Everything was so innocent back in childhood, like the clear blue sky.
As we grow older, we learn the value of family, companionship, trust, and gain insight.
With time, we grow more experienced, like a crimson rose
Copyright © Tapas Singha | Year Posted 2023
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