Aroused Memories From An Incense Stick
Swirling twirling wisps of smoke,
Fragrant and pure threads of dreams,
Soft as new laces,
Dreamy with a touch of sleep,
Sanity, it’s hard to keep,
Dreams finally coming true,
Long forgotten stories alive,
Worlds all at once trying to strive,
Images flashing like bolts of lightening,
Those old days forging to the front,
Old memories suddenly arising,
Across mementos treasured so long,
Searching for something,
I find what I’d been looking for,
That old diary hidden away,
Now keeping it on top of all,
That diary of my grandfather,
Is a loving memory no one can forget,
We all miss him so much.
06/29/2020
Copyright © Rashi Soni | Year Posted 2020
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