Simulacrum

Sifting through the faint pages of the memory Imbedded in dreams long buried and forgotten; Muted voice of a young boy comes back to stay, Unfurling from the deepest corner of the brain; Latent images of a once carefree, innocent youth Almost faded now yet, vaguely remembered still; Clouded by the passage of the unforgiving years, Returning but once again to where I was back then; Undoing the dents wrought by the passing time, I Meet the present and promptly end the dreaming.