The old photographs
The past memories come alive
As we walk back to those times
Remembering the echoes and laughter
The sweet memories
Of the young eager eyes
The mind eager to explore
Catching bees or butterflies
The old photographs
Places we stayed or visited
Somebody published in the net
Strolling the pictures of the past
The pictures of early 1920s
Of place once we stayed or lived
We can only imagine the story
The old photographs brush up memories
Up on the hill
The quietness of the nights
The cool wind and shadows
The old photographs speak volume
The old photographs
The past history comes alive
As we walk through its memories
The time of our lives living in it
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