In my mind, memories gather like a cloud,
And happiness falls gently, like rain, not too loud.
Each memory a treasure, amidst the crowd,
In my brain, they float, in a joyous shroud.
Laughter and smiles, in every drop contained,
Moments of joy, in my thoughts, they’re ingrained.
They shimmer softly, as if they’ve been ordained,
Bringing comfort and warmth when life feels strained.
Through storms and shadows, they steadfastly remain,
A reminder of sunshine after the rain.
In my mind’s eye, they’ll forever sustain,
The cloud of memories and its happy rain.
TheSparklingWords // Anushree Vaishnav
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