While trailing behind a few memories, I came up with a little poem…
Looking Behind
Days pass, months pass, years pass,
Slowly like a bud we grow,
Thousands of memories
Left behind,
Like footprints dug in snow.
Once, when we look behind,
The trail hovers by a mist—
Slowly forgetting like a hazy fog
We wonder… did they truly exist?
Den of Dreams 
Lovely poem, keep it up!
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Thank you so much for always being there beside me 🙂
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It’s a pleasure, I enjoy reading your blog 👍
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Thank you so much, dear Saania! ❤
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The pleasure always ☺️
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My pleasure*
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Nice one! 💞👏🏼
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Thanks a lot! 🙂
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My pleasure! 😊
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Lovely 💕🌸…
I have nominated you for the mystery blogger award..dear…
https://purereflectionsblog.wordpress.com/2019/07/15/the-mystery-blogger-award/
Thanks 🙂
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Oh, thank you so much! I have seen it and am really happy 🙂 Thank you soo much!
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You are welcome my dear..🌺🌺
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❤ 🙂
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