A dream – back in time
The wall clock ticking away
Like a heart pounding on a speaker.
I raced back in time
Heedless of the time ticking by.
My memory raced backwards.
Then paused.
At the red grilled gate.
Leading to the school.
The kindergarten
Livid with shouts and cries
Nursed the seeds of life to sprout
And grow into a tree with branches sublime.
The school, then the world of mine,
Like stars, the children shine
Some with faces wry, some with smiles.
In their midst, I still to decide.
Days entwined in the mysteries of
life.
I gazed around then fixed my eyes
On the bright red ribbons and
Well kempt hairs.
A mosaic in all its colours
Children in their pristine uniforms
Beaming with excitement.
Their innocence reflected all over.
The school bell woke me.
From the dream - short but sweet
The dream, that I would trade,
For a thousand days.
"A Dream – Back in Time" is a heartfelt and visually rich poem that explores the joys and innocence of childhood. This oozes nostalgic charm and sentimental value and make it a compelling read.
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