He came back to find his memories.
especially one
He had time to check.
That's where I utilized to be.
They're gone.
Hopeful bites of faith
I thought he'd find it in another one.
a delightful head nostalgic view
ears with unique tone
Maybe not in the same place.
But at least similar
awe - inspiring past
Where he came into the planet he spent his childhood
Lost a tricycle
He ate acacia flowers.
blood on his knees
tripping feet of inequality
some houses recognize
The facades look almost the same
Unlike him
Only the household home is gone.
There's a much bigger market.
could accommodate many families
including food
He asks a random passerby again.
This time a gentle man
Helps
Looking at the visitor
Like he wants to ask you something.
or call
But after a while it points to the direction.
with a joyful soul on his shoulder
It's going fast.
For any time now, proceeding before me
familiar sounds
soft hard
rhythmically jumping echoes
Just as touched, though not literally
How he now moved truly
between an empty willow pole
In any forgotten corner
in the dawning sun
He sees a part of the longitudinal surface
not smooth and even
plain grey
Sentimental longing
by tears of emotion
invites you with its flickering glow
in the spring warm rain
that fulfills wishes
fate through the 1 who pointed the way
He let him find
see
experience
Perhaps at the end of life
Beloved cat heads
