Winds of Memory
The wind sings with memory
And I remember each time and place
When I closed my eyes in appreciation
As it blessed me with its grace
For as it whipped through my changing hair
And sang into my ear
That old song that has never ceased
Throughout the changing years
I saw walks alone in gardens
Or amidst bustling crowds
I saw peaceful times at home
Or times by streets loud
I lived as a child again
As carefree as the sky
I lived as a youth once more
Growing wings to fly
And the wind brought back these times
With a smile upon my face
And though I stood and moved not
I breathed in many a time and place
Copyright © 2019 by May Kwek
