"Beautiful yesterday, Becomes painful today" What do you think? why this happen to author? Comment below
I started my run, from the door of my house Joined my team, We headed to the ground
Where he is waiting for us Our ever standing friend Who always greeted us With that smile on wrinkled stem
We jump to hold his branch, In our small soft palm We swing and swing, And then we fall
"hey, what you kids are doing?" When we heard this call We hide behind his bark Waiting for that passenger to pass.
Then we climb Up to the top To look on fields With dancing crops We stay their for a while Then climb down, before someone yell
Then we play, Play a lot Until we tired In days so hot. Then we come under his shades We talk, we laugh, about fun we made.
But I have to write Taking a sigh Memories that are Beautiful yesterday, Becomes painful today Becomes painful today