Back To The Golden Past
Back To The Golden Past
Tomorrows were exciting and thrilling
As I had hope, light, expectation, and fantasy in them
Every day was a day filled with fun
Disappointments, sorrow, dismay, and hurt did not last long
Childhood had hopes and colours of youth awaiting
Youth had dreams and interests of a new life
With a new person, new challenges, new family
When my children came in
Time flew by; was just enjoying their growth
And dreaming about their future
When it was already time
And they flew out of the nest
Then tomorrows suddenly turned sour
Every day became a drudgery
There was no more fun,
Nothing to wait for
Their occasional visits are just teasers
Which hardly quenches my thirst
I am always worried about the time
After their departure
The gap between us keeps widening
And making me realise that I am nearer my grave
The only thing that gives me some pleasure now is
My travel back in time
Reliving all those golden moments
That I spent in my childhood and youth
And those that I spent with my children
Imagining that things would always be the same
And my children would always be innocent
And I would always be in charge of their lives
I wish time had frozen then
When I too was oblivious of my lonely bleak old-age
And felt secure, cuddling my children and sleeping peacefully.