Last Year…

Starlit memories have loved kissed magic

 All of the time dreaming of what was

What is last year?

Where dreams were dreams and reality was on hold

Where kids were just that and growing up was not for miles

The roads were exhilarating

Oh what adventure they held

But all of this is the past

Where is last year?

Gentile rose petals kissing your soft lips

As the sweet aroma beheld your beauty with its own

Little summer showers playing in the puddles

Smiling and dancing, wishing and hoping

Not wanting to grow up

And thinking that day would never be presented

These were the thoughts

Of what was this last year

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