The long winding road.. Old trees stooping down with the weight of ages.. Emerald in their shining glory.. The fresh blades of grass dance around humoring the delicate morning sun.. Catching it in their gait And it shies away hiding behind summery clouds.. The long winding road harbours memories.. Sprouting here and there.. The bygones.. Haunting n pretty.. In all their ardour flash before the aged dusky eyes.. As he grasps her hand.. And her smile never wavering reassures him back.. Down the long winding road.. Would you like a walk? :)
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