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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