Get Back Poem by Leena Bose

I want to get back to those days,
Those days when dad was the only hero known,
Those days when the highest place to sit was dad’s shoulder,
Those days when mom’s one morsel of food filled my stomach,
Those days when little bubbles and butterflies were the most beautiful things.

Golden moments that I had lived by,
When school teacher was the only demon known,
When home work was the only herculean task,
When I dreaded only school tests,
When work meant only to clean my room.

Ever green in my memory those days,
When only scrapped knees hurt,
When broken meant only my toys,
When love was only parents,
When fight was only with my sister.

I want to get back to those days,
When living alone was not a pain,
When a cup of coffee all to me was good,
When I had just me to take care,
When life was spotless.

Sweet are those memories,
Deep in my heart like an old album,
With black and white pictures in it,
Though old it is my most precious moments,

I want to get back.