Vicarious Pleasure

Saplings and trees so wild and mysterious You took me to the magical woods Twisted roots and mossy rocks Enchanted my imagination Vicarious pleasure which you provided Lying on those mustard flowers Promises we made To make our dreams a reality.. Walking on your footsteps early in the morning Through those wooden footbridge Sound of water underneath Glimpse of mountain ranges under bright blue sky Nightingale singing songs of love Far across the meadows Where Sheeps rearing Smell of steam still in the air Our first journey along those valleys Fabulous view of Castles, hamlets and church bells through the oaks Beautiful flowers by the river side Moments that takes me to wistful mood.