the scent

[chiklipit]

Morning comes,
The dawn
Warm kitchen
Gentle breeze
Humming
Sunrise,,

The old memories
The old days
Me being a little girl
Having nothing but smiles
Lot of dreams and goals

The time passed
Turning to be a person
Growing
Realising
Deep thought
The world looks more complicated
The path doesn't stop there

To pull off the memories
Or
To sense those warm feelings
A little thing
Brings the old smiles