19th century's mystic prime,
The poet's heart longs to rewind.
Oh! Love was so real, and the earth was so green.
Rainbows danced, a sight serene.
Simple days, true care endowed,
Affection's touch, hearts avowed.
Streets alive, with people so kind,
Motor carts and vintage bind.
Rolling roads, memories bloom,
Black and white tales, like case of sherlock Holmes.
Opera's grace, stars' shimmering gleam,
Imagining a world of magic it seems.
Birds' chirping divine rhyme,
Natural pure waters, like a taste of time.
A single breath, feels more than a sip of caffeine,
Golden days cherished, a real heart's grip.
Friendship's bond, as if family's light,
Sun above, shining diamond-bright.
Casts united, cultures so grand,
Scientific progress, hand in hand.
Joy and excitement, beautiful life,
New bride and groom in honeymoon Hawaii
Movies in the theatre was a bit more colorful,
Cotton candys on street, sweet pink lips and mouth all around.
The poet's soul dances with the theme of quadrille , and singing 19s song very loud.
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