Mist of Time
Mist, my trusted pal,
In and around me, soothing my nerves,
Calming my emotions,
Transforming me into a kite in the clouds.
When giggles gave us an extra bounce
When joy bubbles burst with our footsteps
When a walk in the rain was thrilling
When puddles waited for our feet.
The magic of rain drove us out
With our precious paper boats
Tears of trees landed on our heads
As the hugs of Mother Nature welcomed us.
The mist of time swallowed those hours
Treasured memories never fade
Moments beckon through my picture window
I re-live them through my grandsons.
© Balroop Singh
Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration — Whatdoyousee #302
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Emotional Shadows 
I love the imagery. Grandchildren are indeed a blessing.
So true! Thank you.
Wonderful poetry, Balroop.
Thank you Jude.
A very beautiful and lovely poem Balroop. I too enjoy many childhood pastimes with my grandchildren. Thanks for joining in.
Thank you for sharing your lovely thoughts, Sadje Childhood comes alive with grandchildren. 😊
You’re very welcome my friend. Ah yes, gives us another chance to be young and silly
Aww this is so lovely Balroop.
Thank you Maggie.
My pleasure Balroop.
This is beautifully descriptive, full of energy of a fun day in the rain and puddles. Well done. Your new book looks great too, congrats.
Thank you Mason. Nice to see you here.
That’s kind of you, thank you.
Such a wonderful poem, Balroop.
Thank you Chris.
Indeed! They can’t take our memories away from us. 🥰
Beautiful poetry Balroop and wonderful to keep those happy memories alive xx ❤
Thank you Sue.
kites, clouds, puddles, paper boats… thank you for the nostalgia the brought me smiles
I am delighted to hear that Annette.
A beautiful, nostalgic poem, Balroop. And do you have a new book coming out soon? I noticed your header.
Yes, I have been working on this book for ages! Thanks Lauren.
That’s exciting, Balroop! I look forward to it!
There is something comforting about mist, hiding uncomfortable truth.
There is some connection between mist and poetry.
This is such a beautiful poem, Balroop! I can picture it in my mind, without the photo. Mist can be eery and spooky, but it can also shroud us from the world and enfold us in peace. I just read your review of my book, Ancient Voices, on Amazon, and I am touched by your eloquent words! Thank you so much! I will share it on my blog and social media on Sunday, August 24th. Thanks again!
Thank you for coming over to read many of my poems, Dawn. I loved your book, it’s so unique. I’ll share the review on my blog soon.
Very nice Balroop and so sweet – for life keeps moving and love is forever around. True that midst brings back memories.
I saw your header – can’t wait to know more about this new book!
Have a great day.
So true! Thanks Marie. everything can be snatched except memories! 😊
Your poetry always creates such beautiful imagery, and in this case, like the mist, it stays with us, and brings to mind such memories.
Thank you so much Randall. Nice to see you here.
This is so lovely, and so is your face!!
Aww… Thank you!
You’re most welcome!
Lovely imaginary and the mystical poem Balroop 😊🙏😊
Thank you Kamal.
Beautiful poem, Balroop!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
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Always welcome dear Balroop 😊🙏😊
This poem made me feel nostalgic for childhood and playing in the rain, especially after a hot day. I remember making boats and jumping in puddles. Now we get to relive those memories through our grandies, but it isn’t quite the same as living it. Beautiful poem, Balroop.
Isn’t it fun to go back in time to enjoy those moments? Rain always makes me nostalgic. Thanks for feeling the connection, Diana. 🥰
We get a lot of rain here, so I’m not quite so nostalgic when it rains for 30 days straight! Lol. But I am nostalgic for the simple joys of childhood and you evoked that feeling.
I can understand that! 🥰