An epitaph to Childhood...

When your memory approaches,
Cuddling the shores of my thought
I turn back those dust-laden pages
Recalling the events I forgot.

I remember that stormy encounter
Remember that reluctant parting
Inside my heart they flash and glitter
Inside my heart do they sing,
- the songs of together we spent
the words of love together we spelt.

Let me go deep into that time
And hold back those flitting moments,
- that we may frequently pine,
and recall in our lonely moments.

(composed: 11th March 1994)

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