Down Memory Lane.

I sat there immersed in
my subconscious
mesmerised by the stream
of ink that flowed forth from
my fingers

Fashioning words in a kind
of unbridled passion
then,yesterday called out
to me to take her hand so
we could take a walk down
memory lane

There,my spirit danced with
gladness and my heart
pounded in my ears
the adventure of times past
awaited

While I,drunk on ink couldn't leave
it to chance
in hers, I placed mine…
take me, take me back,my
mind begged

Down the path of sentimental
yearning, we trotted off
to become one with a time and
place where some songs stopped
halfway and faces lay half hidden

To re-live moments once lost in time
To laugh again with faces only I
could see in my heart
To smell the sweet scent of golden
days past

If only, goodbyes were hellos then
loss couldn't exist
If only happy times stayed just like
that
then sadness wouldn't be …

But I, was there now, back then, down
memory lane
my eyes saw, my mind recalled and
my hand recorded
how could I…
leave to live without the memories?

©Catherine Magodo-Mutukwa2017

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