Saturday, November 8, 2008

Flashbacks



When we were young, we remember,
Playing and chasing butterflies.
Everything around us enchanting and beautiful,
Dreaming of reaching the stars in the sky.

Memories of digging in the sand with joy,
While our parents smile with delight.
Troubling our friends and pulling their hair,
Holding on to our favourite teddy at night.

Smiling through life with joy and glee,
No troubles and worries to bring us down.
Gulping down hot chocolate at night,
At the sight of green vegetables, pulling a frown.

Memories fade and time flies so quick,
Just as water slips through our hand.
The joyful days of childhood disappear,
As we walk through life unprepared and unplanned.

Suddenly we're faced with reality,
The world is a cruel place.
Innumerable challenges, hurdles and obstructions,
On a daily basis, we get ready to face.

As we're sitting at our desk,
With so many problems on our mind.
Thinking of the good old days,
The days when people were helpful and kind.

When they would see you playing in your garden,
They would smile and wave.
Hoping that you would be happy all your life,
Succesful, blissful and always brave.

But those days are long gone,
Now they seem so far away,
Sitting with your head in your hands,
Trying to keep those memories at bay.

But your memories keep haunting you,
Bringing you flashes of your life gone by.
When the world was your oyester, nothing was impossible,
Remembering everything while we try.

We try to stand back on our feet,
We try to fight back and stay strong,
To not let life take its toll,
We tackle our problems head on.

These memories, help us through it all,
These memories, make us who we are,
These memories, we hold on to,
The memories, unphotographable.