In fields of golden wheat and sheaves,
Where the sun sets in fiery hues,
I hear the echoes of your laugh
And feel the warmth of your love infused.
In the rustle of autumn leaves,
As they fall to the ground below,
I hear the echoes of your laugh
And see the beauty of your smile aglow.
In the whisper of the winter breeze,
As it dances through the trees,
I hear the echoes of your laugh
And feel the comfort of your embrace with ease.
Though you're gone, my love,
And your laughter is now a memory,
It echoes on in every breeze,
And in my heart, forever will be.
In every flower that blooms,
In every bird that sings,
I hear the echoes of your laugh
And my love for you still rings.
About the Creator
Arul murugan arumugam
Dedicated to helping readers discover new perspectives and ideas, and encouraging them to think critically about the world around them.



Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.