In Search Of Lost Times

The idea of "beautiful" took me to the time when I was ten..
People were all nice, things were easy..
And everything was so cheerful back then!

I used to wake up with the sound of sparrows at dawn,
To find my grandpa eagerly waiting for me in the lawn..

He would sit on the dewy grass and I would sit on his lap..
He would embrace me with all his love..
His trembling hands always giving a gentle tap..

We would sit and watch the sky changing hue..
Violet, pink and scarlet from a shade of deep blue!

And when the clouds reflected gold..and the sky flushed red,
Gradually rose the gleaming ball of fire..
The sight we had awaited..

And the birds sang for its arrival, it's glory witnessed every cloud.
When the flowers bloomed in praise,
Then beamed the sun: Powerful and Proud!

I would look at my grandpa and he would look back and smile..
I would rest my head on his feeble chest..
And feel the warmth of the sun and the peacefulness of that while..

Grandpa would close his eyes..and prayed, I assume..
What he prayed for, I'm not sure
But I wish- That moment I could resume!

The beauty of that memory..stored in my heart..is unmatched to every gem's price.
That love in grandpa's smile..
Added to the beauty of the sunrise!

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    Hey guys! No I'm not going to ask for a comment or a star.. If you read the poem and u could relate and u liked it..that's all for me!😊
But I'll have to say that the credits for the beautiful cover go to Adunnikuye1.. Isn't it fab? Thanks girl.. you're superb!

     Thanks again for reading people! Love your memories..love the people who give u the memories...and keep reading and writing..
Lots of Love!!!!