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Writer's pictureAnam Mughal

Footprints on the Beach

In the realm of memories, she took flight,

On wings of nostalgia, reaching new heights.

A beautiful trip, a journey to the past,

Where time stood still, and worries didn't last.


The change in the air, a whispering breeze,

Carried her soul to a place of ease.

The sound of waves, a melodic symphony,

Guided her steps with a soothing harmony.


As she walked along the shore, water kissed her feet,

A gentle reminder of a love so sweet.

The beach became her sanctuary, a place of peace,

Where worries and sorrows found release.


But alas, the day drew to a close,

The golden sun bidding adieu with a soft glow.

Reality tugged at her sleeve, beckoning her return,

From the dreamscape where her heart did yearn.


The wings of imagination carried her high,

Yet the weight of truth brought her back to the earthly sky.

Though the trip was over, and the past now gone,

A brighter future awaited, like the rising dawn.


For in her heart, the memories would reside,

A reminder of the beauty she felt inside.

And as she walked away, leaving footprints in the sand,

She carried with her the magic of that beautiful land.


So let the waves of the past guide her way,

As she embraces the present, come what may.

For in the symphony of life's ebb and flow,

She knows that beauty and dreams will continue to grow.







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