halcyon days

a personal journey exploring the magic of every day life through a compilation of posts. chasing the elusive feeling akin to nostalgia for the times one may have had, as a child on a still afternoon in mid-August, believed to have seen faeries from the corners of one’s eyes. “Those halcyon days, the days gone by,With the star of hope in the bright blue sky; Their pictures are hanging in memory’s hall, And their voices answer my spirit’s call…”