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
Copyright © Tahera Mannan | Year Posted 2013
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