Memory Lane

May 20, 2014 by forgottenmeadows 10 Comments

Hidden behind the secret garden,

you come back to this place,

time and again,

to drift in the clear blue skies,

and white puffy clouds,

in the sweet scent of white flowers,

their name…

you can never quite remember,

as you lean on the fence,

of  your memory lane,

but you come back,

always come back to this place.