Memories.....

Lost in time,

Weaved with memories,

It was but an old house,

With Children giggling, chirping and rioting spouse.

Beyond the battles, we're still affection left,

They would sit cozily as the dusk set.

There were festivals enjoyed,

With lots of humor and glow.

What happened suddenly, what went awry?

Destiny had unfolded something and blew the ebb.

Children were grown into mature adults,

The fighting couple grew old due to life souffle.

The mature adults went out of the country to study and settle,

The old mates used to still combat and dawdle for the return of their pebbles.

As Days passed by no one returned,

This earned the oldies to wither yet dwell.

Their life ended with holding hands,

The Pebbles returned to attend the last rite.

They should have come to see their originators once,

But they were busy committed and failed to swerve.

The house was locked, the pebbles flew back to their turf,

Now, I am still the old house,

With lots of reminisces treasured in my sights...