Golden Memories

Memories of childhood replays

Every step I lay on the soil so old.

The very smell of mud is nostalgic

Enlightening childhood magic.

The action replay flashes

In the chronological sequences.

Honored I feel to be the child of my parents

Ingraining all values to make me the whole.

I remember the tough lesson

Transforming me into a jolly person.

And those fighting sessions with mom

Only because I had no time for breakfast.

And the hoarse command to close the TV

The exams are right in front of us.

The fight over my love life

Keeping the trio in three corners.

At last, they came with mindset yo accept

Only to see me happy all the while.

Fairness of life is always against me

But the goodness of life always chose me.

The worthiness of me is what these walls speak

A journey from silt to sculpture.

Securely captivating every growth

That ultimately brought me forth.

Those little feet tiptoed towards the kitchen

Lifting high on heals yo reach box of sweet.

And those little fingers all five in bowl

Only to quickly gulp what like the most.