Memories Beyond the Door

Walking among the fragrant roses And overhanging hibiscus so red Dropping by the delicate posies As through the garden, she led The smell of gravy from the kitchen And fresh bread being rolled The clucking of the tame hen And all thru her warm hand to hold Scribbling on walls newly white washed And catching fireflies at night Stepping on frozen grapes, until squashed Sleepily waiting for that golden morning light A gentle smile, a gentle push Gentle hands braiding the long hair Picking white jasmine from the doorway bush And decorating the braid with flair Memories of so long ago And age past, an age gone Come flying in with the flow Of a new day and new dawn 30/4/13