there's this scent of apples that made me remember,
a time of simple joys and childish dreams
when smiles were wreaths in the air
that sent kisses and well wishes everywhere
i still remember those days when i was young,
during Christmases and holidays, so sweet.
these memories like precious sugar on my lips,
felt like dreams that melted with warmth.
there is no greater joy that i know in this life,
than those so innocent and purely unchained,
claimed by any child whose seen a glow on a tree
with presents, candies, lights and joys of family.
these are times that i missed so longingly,
only by looking back do i understand the happiness
that only a child could feel and could unravel,
what i could only cherish and imagine still.
the air changes and stirs in the rolling days
but there will always be an innocence inside me
to hold the simple joys and childish dreams,
and the scent of apples that made me remember.
original date: 2011-12-25
a time of simple joys and childish dreams
when smiles were wreaths in the air
that sent kisses and well wishes everywhere
i still remember those days when i was young,
during Christmases and holidays, so sweet.
these memories like precious sugar on my lips,
felt like dreams that melted with warmth.
there is no greater joy that i know in this life,
than those so innocent and purely unchained,
claimed by any child whose seen a glow on a tree
with presents, candies, lights and joys of family.
these are times that i missed so longingly,
only by looking back do i understand the happiness
that only a child could feel and could unravel,
what i could only cherish and imagine still.
the air changes and stirs in the rolling days
but there will always be an innocence inside me
to hold the simple joys and childish dreams,
and the scent of apples that made me remember.
original date: 2011-12-25
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