The rushing stream

The lemon tree

Woods that reveal

What I can see

They’re gone now.

The cold pool

Where I used to play

When the sun shone

Day after day

It’s gone now.

That garden where I used to hide

A place so hard to breach

Sometimes even I felt

It was impossible to reach.

It’s gone now.

The sounds of the country

The fresh morning air

The chilly winters 

The summers without care

They're gone now.

But I hold one thing

The memories have stayed

Even though the place is gone

Places where I played

The memories are still here.