The valley I once visited,
was green and fresh like no other.
The trees were vibrant with colors,
Leaves dancing in the wind,
while the green pastures laid fresh beneath.
It was a day I’ll never forget,
a blissful day spent with friends so dear;
running down the slopes like a child
who just learned to walk.
I wish to go there again,
and cherish the memories we made,
in the valley so green and fresh.
This poem is about the valley I once visited with my friends. I remember so vividly how much beautiful it was and till this day I haven’t forgotten the joy it gave me.
The introvert writer © 2021