Wild chase through these memories,
Unfold a postcard from the past.
Clicked in eyes of the heart..
Preserved for eternity, but momentarily lost.
Responsibility of mundane cares,
Make calendar after calendar flip away.
But all it takes to help the soul,
Is this tidy little reflection
Coin(ed) to hold, created to grasp
The moments of fulfillment,
In finding these joys,
Reblooming, in the garden of life.
Reblooming, in the garden of life. lovely lines nice poem.
ReplyDeleteMemories are but postcards, and a beautiful thought in verse. :)
ReplyDeleteWhoa! that's a nice one Laxmi...very well done with the prompt
ReplyDeleteSuch a wonderful poem it is Laxmi!
ReplyDeleteBeauty, memories, and meanings- all interlaced together. Wow!
an ode to postcard.... v well written :)
ReplyDeletefelt good to read this after so long ! :)
ReplyDeletekudos
Nice words designed beautifully in a verse...
ReplyDeleteSreedev Soman @ KookyDom
And she's back. that was beautiful, Laxmi. Loved the way your poem has held all the words together.
ReplyDeleteWhere have you been?
Excellent poem!! Loved it.:)
ReplyDeleteDropping by WriteTribe Contest. ATB!!
Short and sweet, Laxmi! :-) Thanks for the beautiful words!
ReplyDeleteSuper - loved the lines unfold a postcard from the past, preserved for eternity, momentarily lost. And yes some memories are wild chases.
ReplyDeleteFlashbacks :D
ReplyDeleteThanks for this short and wonderfully sweet entry, Laxmi. ♥
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