Childhood Memories

In moonlight,
White as milk
In deep meditation
On top of hills…

Like silver foil on top of trees,
There is just something beautiful about you,

You only can tell, How do I forget you?
In my childhood I used to enjoy butterflies of winter,
I remember I was two when I first time experienced you.

I was in my dad’s arm.
And it was the cold night.
Snow was falling,
so much like stars.
Only you can tell
How do I forget you?

With love💖

This is a response to the #writephoto Prompt – Snowfall curated over at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo.

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Feature Image Courtesy: Sue Vincent
© Anjali Sharma, Positive Side Of The Coin