Memories of the Old Home
Going back to the old home
Now housed by spiders and dust
Memories scattered from floor to roof
The smell has changed,
And so has the rooms
The place may have lost its luster,
But the memories of the old home last,
Till my last breaths, I hope
Copyright © Arastu Goyal | Year Posted 2024
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