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TRIP TO DREAMLAND

       A vacation trip to calm salient suburb overwhelmed me in childhood. We stayed in in Grand Mom’s house covering large rea with huge garden to face hills, to embrace forest and to look at dancing stream as dream. I was enchanted with peerless pleasure finding tremendous treasures of Nature so close under wide sky.
       I was charmed listening to giggles of bubbling brook. Me, Mom, my sister and brother crossed the slender stream by foot feeling the touch of little brittle ripples.
  Enthusiastically I picked up pretty pebbles and collected shiny glistening gem-like stones from the river-bed and pebbly stream strand.
     I climbed the peak of low hill experiencing the glory of victory of my first expedition. I was just startled to respond on echoes shouting in the valley.   
    Wood apples trees were overloaded with mellow fruits spreading all along the boundary of the garden. After lunch, I used to tear off fruits to relish sapid juicy pulp with small wooden spoon. I was too amused enjoying chirping and chattering of unfamiliar birds.
    I met a maternal uncle as father-figure perfectly matching with the environment giving me first music lessons.

      When child at seven,
                      Interaction with Nature
                           placed me in Heaven.
                                                                           On seventy plus
                                                                     Reminiscence still haunt me
                                                                           wishing rendezvous.
08/12/17

  Haibun Contest by Debbie Guzzi

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