Five Words: GONE – SENSE – TRACE – VOICE – PATH
Gone by are those lovely old days,
Silly child plays,
Under the mango tree,
All tension free….
There isn’t any trace of those days now,
All solid paths now,
There aren’t mud scents,
Bicycles for rents….
All my senses just remind me,
My favourite time,
I wish they’re back,
With more fun pack….
This is a Minute verse, with
~ 3 stanzas of 4lines each and 60syllables in total
~ 8-4-4-4 is the syllable pattern for each stanza
~ aabb ccdd eeff is the rhyme scheme