awash in memories of a bygone time

enraptured by nostalgia’s seductive grip

the years in between innocence

and the truths of the now

seem to add a pinch of sadness into my rhyme


the life lived thus far seems painted with vivid colour

of rainbows chased and of hearty laughs

a life, at times, of desperate grief

but a life too, of enveloping joy, however brief


i let my being soak up the nostalgic dream

and bask in memories sad and true

in memories full of hope and mired in pain

in memories of feelings of joyful splendour

and feelings of being lost in the cold rain

they are all a part of who i am

an integral part of me

and so i dream the endless dream

and of all my dreams set finally free