Bygone Pleasures

Bygone Pleasures

Bygone are pleasures of my childhood days,
Wonder if I can ever bring them back,
Just waking up to welcome the sunrays,
Those stories from grandma’s memory stack,
Or the lessons from grandpa’s magic rack.
Wafting aromas from momma’s kitchen,
Tiny presents from aunt’s disposition,
Laughter jests from my uncle’s witty stock,
My perfect life without expectation,
With much love, bliss and gratitude, I lock!

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Lakshmi Ajoy
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