Childhood and Marigold flowers.

When I was a little kid and something would bother me or upset me like my brother not letting me play games on his PC or my mom not letting me go out, I’d go to our front yard where we had this beautiful garden filled with Marigold flowers and I’d cry to myself in the corner of the bushes.
Today, that is not possible. Urbanisation has killed our front yard and those Marigold flowers are under the concrete. We don’t have a garden anymore and most importantly now the problem in life are much bigger.
I wish I could get back to our old front yard and cry to myself.
I miss home.

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