childhood…
I keep going there
in my dreams
childhood…
I keep going there
in my dreams
and they grew up
we took a step back…
…then another
family home
resounding all around
chatter of childhood
by lanes of childhood
the courtyard of youth
memories memories!!
reading fairy tales
enchanted woods, whispering trees
reliving childhood
smiles and laughter
children making memories in
the sun dappled courtyard
they still abound
unscathed untouched
childhood memories
your tiny feet…I can still hear them
running on the cold stone floors
of our old home
and those eyes …looking up to me
from every direction
but
now
I dont know when you come and go out of the house
I pine to spend time with you my baby
but i guess
you are a man now
so fly
make your own world
and leave me with the memories
of the glorius bygone days
I saw
childhood
begging on the streets
running nose
torn clothes
those tender feet
blistered
disheveled hair
I looked
for a sign
of hope
and there it was
in his eyes
the child in him
was speaking to me
my thoughts of you
haunt me
I trace my memories
to the good times
you made me have
as a child
you were always
the better parent
Dad