As I amble barefoot over the dawn’s dew
sprinkled over the grass freshly mown,
amidst of the chirpings of the cuckoo
I reminisce how my years have flown.
Sprinkled over the grass freshly mown
Lies the damp nostalgia of bygone years.
I reminisce how my years have flown
And the dew blends with wistful tears.
Lies the damp nostalgia of bygone years
amidst of the chirpings of the cuckoo.
And the dew blends with wistful tears.
As I amble barefoot over the dawn’s dew.
Authored and shared by - Bhaskaryya Baruah
sprinkled over the grass freshly mown,
amidst of the chirpings of the cuckoo
I reminisce how my years have flown.
Sprinkled over the grass freshly mown
Lies the damp nostalgia of bygone years.
I reminisce how my years have flown
And the dew blends with wistful tears.
Lies the damp nostalgia of bygone years
amidst of the chirpings of the cuckoo.
And the dew blends with wistful tears.
As I amble barefoot over the dawn’s dew.
Authored and shared by - Bhaskaryya Baruah
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