Memories

Whenever I see

Those luscious greens

Back in my childhood of long ago

Those fond memories of

That hamlet simple yet beautiful

Brings back to me life’s simplicity

A haven in which I am most at peace

Birds flying to and fro

With blowing whispers there and here

The sound of those leaves of course

Ah how so magical and so serene like waves lashing

In the sea a heaven on earth indeed

Children’s boisterous laughter and games

tantamount bouquet of happiness are they

Times spent on Christmas Holidays

With the people that came from God himself

Sprouting fruits from trees

Fun filled lakes with fishes and lilies

Roving boats through the seas

Not to forget of course

Those colorful fiestas on Mays

All of them stored in this tenacious memory

The beauty of childhood it brings

These memories hold indeed

Life is simple and

In its simplicity thrives

The beauty of all eternity

O how I hope that time would not

Obliterate these simple things which we call

Memories