Molfsee

March 12, 2024

The rain it pours

The train it goes

The scene unfolds

As we move along

The grassy plains

Of memory lane

Remain an empty space

For times endless

The years of yore

We always knew

What they hold

For we were there

The rain it pours

The train it goes

The scene folds back

As we move further

The train moves by

Away from this moment

We may never see

What more lies beyond

These memories

Will never fade

Always to us

A part of our lives