Every summer, I travel back to my childhood,
To the world of my pure and limitless dreams.
Jakhongir NOMOZOV is a young poet and writer, and the Correspondent of the “Butov Azerbaycan” newspaper for Uzbekistan.
SUMMER
Summer is the season of purity, of boundless dreams, of carefree joy.
With every warm day, I return to my childhood.
This return is not just a glance back in time, but a replenishment of the soul, a blossoming of new hopes and dreams.
Summer is when the heart breathes freely, when life shows its most beautiful dawns, its brightest colors.
The peace and happiness of childhood summers always come alive within me.
I still remember — the first time I reached the mountain peak, waving at storks in the sky, chasing and embracing the wind…
That sense of wonder, that innocent delight, is the brightest memory of my childhood, of summer itself.
I live in summer, I long in summer, I love in summer.
Oh, how I wish I could live forever in those childhood fairy tales of summer…
I know these memories will never grow old,
For they are the eternal light of my heart.
Every summer, I travel back to my childhood, to the world of my pure and limitless dreams.
Summer — is my most beautiful fairy tale.
Summer — is the purest breath of my soul.
Summer — is the irreplaceable season of my innocent and carefree childhood.
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