For visually challenged writers, the image shows the view from within a shaded interior, looking out onto a neatly planted garden With ruined walls.
Just like these walls my life has turned to waste
But just like this garden the memories are evergreen
Just like the light on the other side, it’s ever so bright
The beautiful memories of the yesterdays gone by
I want to live in these beautiful moments that I have
Borrowed from the time that has gone past.
In response to;
A prompt by Sue Vincent