While I flip leaves of my album, he nears
My Nostalgia, being a gentle breeze
“Let me take you there”, I hear in my ears
We flee down the memory lane, we seize.
Its an array of what I love, I freeze
He plays cherishing scenes like a movie
Buys me that popcorn of joy to move me
Silence along and we linger around
I mutter as he bids adieu to me,
I silently weep, “Come back, let’s rebound.”
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