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"recently scenes of early life have stolen into my mind, like breezes blown ..."
 Quote by _Samuel Taylor Coleridge


In twilight’s deepening silence,
I sit by my window and look outside
And see the fields of ripe paddy awaiting clearance
 
Take me to those fields where I roamed as a child!
As I move my hands through the grooves of the past,
Before me opens lovely vistas of fun filled days- wild
 
Those carefree days of childhood flitted away too soon
Without leaving much of an impact in our lives
But how I yearn now for the pleasures so fleetingly gone!
 
Before me appear the faces of all dear ones, one by one
My mother’s smiling face and the love she lavished
Whose sweet concern and sacrifice time can never outrun
 
I see the stern but caring face of my dad;
The guardian and bread winner of our home
Also the naughty faces of my siblings and their pranks mad
 
Their merry laughter made our little nest ring
And our house, always left vibrant with hurrying feet
Oh, through ether, how my thoughts merrily wing!
 
Those were days when my heart never knew any sorrow
The time I remained an alien to life’s harrowing pain
Now in the upsurge of those memories, I wallow
 
I loath to tell myself… never will come those days again
And the ecstatic joys of innocent childhood, ever retain!

October.3. 2022
Writing Challenge- Past Memories
‘T’ Forms Poetry Contest
Sponsor – Constance La France

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