Moonlit Memories
The silver moon hangs o’er the quiet bay, Whispering waves wash memories away. A lone sail drifts where horizons blend, Carrying letters I never dare send. Beneath the willow where fireflies gleam, We traced our dreams on the starlit stream. Your laughter echoes through misty years, Drowning the silence with unshed tears. Now autumn leaves fall crimson and gold, A story too ancient to be retold. The night breeze hums an old lullaby— Of moons that watched us saying goodbye.
Moonlit Memories
The silver moon hangs o’er the quiet bay, Whispering waves wash memories away. A lone sail drifts where horizons blend, Carrying letters I never dare send. Beneath the willow where fireflies gleam, We traced our dreams on the starlit stream. Your laughter echoes through misty years, Drowning the silence with unshed tears. Now autumn leaves fall crimson and gold, A story too ancient to be retold. The night breeze hums an old lullaby— Of moons that watched us saying goodbye.
