The young girl owned the road that afternoon,
Scorching sun and all- as she crossed the road, flagging down cars
Her brother’s left hand clutched tightly in her right palm,
And they made a swift run for the other side of the road
Weren’t we just there? - towering only a little above the 3 year olds
Suddenly assuming we were the tallest of the bunch,
Carrying hefty purple, red and green school bags,
Moving along a line in formation-
Synchronizing our movements with those of our school friends and neighbors
Saving up our shillings to buy post-school hours ice cream
And devouring it with strength,
Strength preserved for this very purpose
But we all grew up, didn’t we?
We all grew up
So, it’s another Monday. Today’s poem is on moments, appreciating them and taking second looks at the seemingly mundane. Enjoy! MOMENTS You never know, you just never know There he was last night, holding your hands, Looking into your eyes with passion beyond expression, And then; here he was this morning, telling a sad tale of never! Who knew love could become so tasteless overnight? It had seemed over in less than a flash; So much for the deep love you shared. Where it all ends, you just never know! Memories of baby’s not so far away childhood, Flickered before her eyes like a dimly lit flame Was it not just last summer she had started crawling? And in what appeared to be less than 24hours, She had walked, jumped and taken sandwiches to school And now, she fit smugly into a graduation gown, cape and all, Her baby was now a grown woman And those memories were all she had left! He stroked her tapered fingers lovingly as he wept by her beds...
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