Good old days of memories past,
Comes like butterflies in the wind,
Brushing your cheeks with their lips so kind,
With tender kisses ever so light.
It reminds you of the days past,
When the heart was so light,
The days when you had butterflies in your stomach,
Everytime the wind blew, gave a heart ache.
Gone are those good days in life ,
But when the wind of the old days blew again,
Did the heart skip a beat once again?
Did the butterflies in stomach come alive?
Oh, you brought the feeling back,
Of long forgotten days, of past
Now, why do this happen ever so fast,
When the wind kisses my cheek.
Oh, Good days of memories past,
Slow down, take a breath which last,
For this moment might not last,
So, enjoy this few memoirs of the past.