By Debasish Mondol
Once a summer morning, I'm sitting in a room,
watching two kids playing outside.
It takes me back to when I was a kid too,
remembering the old days.
Childhood was gone; adulthood came,
making me mature again and again.
Time flies like a flash;
everything is gone, but memories stay.
Watching the angels laughing and talking
makes the scenery like paradise here.
A mother's love is so beautiful and blessed,
reflecting God's eternal love for us.
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