Latha Krishnan


Wings of Nostalgia


The world spun at breakneck speed and came to a stop

You happened!

A dull day turned bright

Outside, a bird sang out its heart's joy

My heart sang too!

With a little creak, memories' door opened

And then, ever so slowly

Pictures of a magical childhood spent in a many-
splendoured land

Stored in my mind in sepia

Took colour and shape

There we were…

Running down the hill

Past green shrubs, violet pansies and yellow dahlias

Swaying in the cool breeze

Nothing but joy in our hearts

Happy to be together

Talking of school while we rested beside the rill

Biting into juicy wild raspberries…

A perfect world - innocent and beautiful

And so alive and vivid in us - after all these years!

Submitted: Monday, June 09, 2014

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When a childhood friend got in touch after 35 years

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