BlueIrene

Through that alley

I passed there for many times ,

Those narrow alleys were very nice !

I looked after you more and more

The details were shining more and more .

Those old houses with wooden floor every corner of them full of flowers .

Those flowers were red and white ,

Like the stars of the dark sky .

  • Author: BlueIrene (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 24th, 2022 06:07
  • Comment from author about the poem: An old memory
  • Category: Short story
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