parking by the parks

Parks are really a place where I collect all my thoughts of past,lovable past.I remember those days when I hang with my mom at parks along with acquaintances.Still I love to dust those memoirs whenever I visit park with myself.Grand old trees which holds all its emotions in deep dark woods,pranky children with fights,parents discussing children psychology,old parents resting in corners,young couples with what next plans makes me just to observe the ambiance without a plan for me.Sometimes living in beautiful past under the shades of grand old parks is something scintillating.
Big sky, gigantic trees with touching wind makes me to feel things decay and perishes by time,what remains back is gentle invisible breeze