Memory LaneA Poem by MHA bit of nostalgia for Christmas.
I walk down the memory lane
And I can see All those streets That are dear to me. I see Streets covered in white Colourful lights blinking, Decorated Windows And stars so bright. I can hear People laughing And snow squeaking As they walk to the Midnight Mass. Everything is serene, Snow is falling Yet, there's warmth and joy - in our hearts, our souls. I walk down the memory lane And I think I wish That every Christmas will be As the one in my memory. © 2015 MHAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorMHZagreb, Grad Zagreb, CroatiaAboutHello. I am from Zagreb, Croatia. I am a nurse and a fan of many things, including anime. I often experiment with writing styles. Bye. more..Writing
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