What If ?
What If ?
A day it is a most cherished one
To ponder on the thoughts of bygone days
Leave paper boats in pools of rainwater
Being in the moment
Caressing own dreams long treasured
On a couch do I lay
Losing myself to the beauty of the evening sunset
Crimson hues spread in the evening sky
And my mind wonders
Amidst the mustard fields
Memories come home
And I feel complete
Amidst the swarm of fireflies
I am home.