The city of lights not long ago; Its atmosphere won’t cease to glow. We smiled in joy – soothed in woe Refreshing winds around us blow. Each morn promised a new delight; We wandered through the shades of night. Oh, blissful tears do blind my sight. We sit around and reminisce; I think of who and what I miss.
Recall the times we spent on beach; Its like a dream so out of reach. The rising moon though hid the stars; Wish the clock repeat those hours. Forget not yet – forget not this I think of who and what I miss.
The river adorned shall ebb and flow; So strange the attainment in its touch. Her mind would hold with desperate clutch.
Similar to the song of river is life; She gazed upon in curious delight. River’s crusade had courage and might.
The river lapped so peacefully; Its rhythm attached to memory. She felt a rather magnetic pull; Those river trails were beautiful. Along the river weaved dreams and goals; Restored the cadence in her soul.