Wings Of Nostalgia - Poem by Latha Krishnan
The world spun at breakneck speed and came to a stop
A dull day turned bright
Outside, a bird sang out its heart's joy
My heart sang too!
With a little creak, memories' door opened
And then, ever so slowly
Pictures of a magical childhood spent in a many-
Stored in my mind in sepia
Took colour and shape
There we were…
Running down the hill
Past green shrubs, violet pansies and yellow dahlias
Swaying in the cool breeze
Nothing but joy in our hearts
Happy to be together
Talking of school while we rested beside the rill
Biting into juicy wild raspberries…
A perfect world - innocent and beautiful
And so alive and vivid in us - after all these years!
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