Blooming into my memories

It was a pleasant day,

for a walk, in the garden,

built in our community space,

to appreciate the beauty, of the nature. 

As I entered, I was welcomed,

by blossoms of the white lily,

its sweet perfume brought nostalgia, 

and I remembered, childhood years. 

Those were the days of innocence, 

being free, like daisies in the meadows,

but, we grew, chasing our dreams, 

of reaching sunshine, like this Sunflower. 

As I was reminiscing, my teenage years,

feelings of love, brushes of romance,

I went a bit further, beyond earthy scents,

to a lush plantation, of fragrant Jasmines. 

So I proceed, to vibrant flower beds, 

where I watched yellow marigolds,

and I remembered, the struggles faced,

for my aspirations, to achieve success. 

Those were difficult times,

yet, imparting valuable lessons,

and I rise over those challenges,

like pink lotus blooming, in a murky pond. 

And I finally reached the exit,

walking alongside the rose beds, 

the white, yellow, pink and orange,

while captivating were the red... 

Some other day, I whispered,

on my lips, a smile appeared,

as slowly, I walked out...

Leaving behind, my memory lane.