I love the sense of nostalgia this poem emits. "The sight of the sun is a fleeting sparkle" is also a brilliant line that I think makes one feel like one of the greatest things in our life can become tiny if you look at it the wrong way.
I love the sense of nostalgia this poem emits. "The sight of the sun is a fleeting sparkle" is also a brilliant line that I think makes one feel like one of the greatest things in our life can become tiny if you look at it the wrong way.
RE: Nostalgia