Memory I try so hard to remember
The one which happens to be of September
Orange yellow leaves were falling
Autumn season was calling

My memory is a blur
But still I can recall
Its soft and fluffy fur
And it’s most favourite ball

I see myself as five again
Playing on the street
Having fun enjoying the rain
Waiting for a treat

Suddenly I heard the thunder
It ran away in fear
I was left there to wonder
And to shed some tears

This is the memory I miss so dearly
But I remember no more
Still I can tell you clearly
I miss it from my very core