petrichor
the smell of first rain
childhood memories
petrichor
the smell of first rain
childhood memories
a night
devoid of thoughts
just a state of limbo
relishing the onset of sleep
slipping into slumber
slowly
warm and comfortable
childhood dreams
encompassing my mind
finally reliving childhood
and happiness
no fear no threat
away from the childhood nest
she hoped for a safe haven
hold me close
let me snuggle next you
wish you were here mom
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/loop/
………………..
those childhood times
a constant sense of deja vu
caught in a time loop
she relived
her beautiful childhood
through her dreams
https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/tenacious/
………………….
i hold on to very dearly
the tenacious memories of my childhood
they keep me going
the venerable days
of that sweet memorable childhood
consume me even today
it was their love
that made my world go around
miss my parents
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Papa Loves Mambo.”
………………………………………………………………………………………………
early morning
waking up to the chirping of birds
was my childhood music