Nostalgia

 

Sometimes I venture inward to the crevices of my mind

for memories stored of distant days to find

I sit in this my home made cinema

and return to a world formed in sepia

 

Smiles and tears are invariably evoked

occasionally leaving me feeling sad and choked

It is such a pity we cannot return

even for a moment to yearn

 

How I loved a life with so little rancour

to leave home and along leafy lanes to saunter

A time when my future lay ahead

conjuring up all manner of ideas in my head

 

Family members now long since gone

make me feel as if I am now the only one

Picnics and days spent by the sea

with family, friends and the best of company

 

Cycling for miles on my second hand bike

and when it was broke we would hike

A tent in the back garden to play such and such

not far from the old rabbit hutch

 

Dad with lawn mower interrupted by a shower

over which he had so little power

Mum indoors mending socks

as we curiously read about Goldilocks

 

I can return there but only in my mind

for it is forward that we are required to wind

Yet a moment spent back in time

does cause my nostalgic heart to pine