Page 30 - Musings 2022
P. 30

Remembrance of an old friend

                                                      Amey Gupta
                                                    2019A8PS0429P


                                             I remember the tiny steps I took
                                            Holding your finger, trying to walk
                                          You read me from my face like a book
                                         Understood me even before I could talk

                                           I remember you were my first friend
                                            Put me before yourself everywhere
                                                I wonder why it had to end
                                       Why did you not put me before yourself here

                                           I remember being afraid of the dark
                                               You kept awake until I slept
                                           The dark does not scare me any more
                                    But you left me with promises I made you, unkept

                                             I remember the tantrums I threw
                                     Now I wish I could eat more of what you cooked
                                             The clothes shrinking as I grew
                                 Always the same answer, when I asked you how I looked
                                          From chocolate milk to a pint of brew
                                         You saw me through my ups and downs
                                             You left too early, a lot was due
                           You’re the one who taught me after every fall there is a bigger bounce

                                      I remember how you fought against the world
                                     There was nobody who could lay a scratch on me
                                       You carried me on your back through the war
                                         In your shadows I could see Rani Laxmi
                                    Even Krishna gifted himself with two of your kind
                                 But I won’t live forever, My life will also come to an end
                                              In death, I seek a tunnel to find
                                          At the other end waiting, an old friend.























                                                                                                       30
   25   26   27   28   29   30   31   32   33   34   35