Memories roll past the mind’s eye
like rushes of a film
of a house full of fun and laughter
a garden blooming with flowers
dancing in directions willed by wind
their fragrance intoxicating.

The fruit laden trees aplenty
labour of sweat and love rewarded
watched with pride
shining through eyes.

Rare birds announcing
arrival with chorus
their bright furs
reflecting sunrays
then hopping from
flower to flower
sucking nectar and
picking worms
in quick movements-cautiously.

An overcast sky
with grey clouds looming large
and flashes of lightening
then the big raindrops
suddenly announcing
the arrival of the rains
a much sought relief to all.

Thus goes past the mind’s eye
the reel of happy memories
played time and again
to sooth the taut nerves
and to revisit
the treasure house
forbidden to trespassers.