Familiar this scent after the summer rain
Took me back to my childhood, the brain
Those days seems surreal, self I restrain
Gone, never will I get, good old days again
Frightening darkness, through the night
Lightening the darkness, thunder’s might
World looks more pretty, beautiful sight
Seeing through the darkness and dim light
Cricket chirps-and the slow humming wind
Rooster’s wake up call, perfect, one of a kind
Childhood memories flashes in my mind
Never let me out, pulls back, here it bind
My small village then, now turned to a town
Freshness lost, art of preservation has grown
Hardly find original, not a thing of our own
Whole world changed, now all upside down
Took me back to my childhood, the brain
Those days seems surreal, self I restrain
Gone, never will I get, good old days again
Frightening darkness, through the night
Lightening the darkness, thunder’s might
World looks more pretty, beautiful sight
Seeing through the darkness and dim light
Cricket chirps-and the slow humming wind
Rooster’s wake up call, perfect, one of a kind
Childhood memories flashes in my mind
Never let me out, pulls back, here it bind
My small village then, now turned to a town
Freshness lost, art of preservation has grown
Hardly find original, not a thing of our own
Whole world changed, now all upside down
Sree....
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