Reminiscing Those Carefree Days... Poem by RIC BASTASA

the days are coming and going
the coconut tree that you once planted at the back of the house
has become so tall
and fruitful
rising above the roof and the other trees
growing at you
neighbor's backyard

the nights are dark as usual but soon when you begin to look at those hind sides
carefully
you will notice a collage of stars
blinking
like city neon lights

a comet once passed this path but you were then asleep
preoccupied with the thoughts of
your past

those cliffs that you have not climbed ever
the deep seas that seem to warn you about some people
people in the past
drowning

do not fear
bright mornings are still here everyday bringing you a bouquet of red roses
and scents of coffee
and toasted
bread

just be patient
high noons are temporary
the ticking of the clocks shall soon fade away to the voices of your carefree days

once when you were a kid
playing under a heavy rain
with your best friend
on some games of
mud

a long, long time ago.