One day, the air will carry
The same scent of days gone by,
When laughter danced in sunlight
And dreams adorned the sky.
A whisper of the meadow,
A hint of morning dew,
The fragrance of a memory
Will gently drift to you.
With every breath, a story,
A moment, pure and wild,
One day, the air will carry
The same scent of you were a child.
I really like this one a lot it's very simple but it's also very sweet and it rhymes so that's always nice lol.
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