The Nostalgic Walk Written by Kaberi Mukherjee
How I wish I could go back
To those days of teen
How I wish I could roll
In those fields green
How I wish I would’ve been the hills
And would marry the blue sky
In vibrant shades it paints each hour
I would delightfully eye.
How I wish I would’ve been the snow
Soak the ground with my might
And then would watch gleefully
How she cuddles with sunshine in embrace tight.
© Kaberi Mukherjee