THE OLD RANCH

As I revisited that old ranch,  

and the wind blew across my face,  

I got a nostalgic feeling  

of those old days  

in that old country ranch.

In the light of the day, till it got dark

I remember seeing the gold fields

 stretching afar.

The nights with the moon up high,  

mesmerizing were those times.  

But they flew away,  

just like the wind  

during the night and the day.