Reflections

                                       REFLECTIONS

It's midnight, but I'm still wide awake.

Only distant memories in my head.

Lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling,

I'm getting a strange feeling.

Closing my eyes, I wish for peace at last.

But my mind takes me on a sojourn through past.

These thoughts just don't go away.

Memories from forgotten yesterdays.

Cricket with father and the ever- angry neighbour.

Life was so full of colour.

Endless fights with my brother

And my teacher's dry sense of humour.

Mother's soft touch,

The high school crush.

Playing under blue skies.

No burden of lies.

Lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling,

Now I know the strange feeling.

I cherish all the sweet memories,

And happily head- off to the kingdom of dreams.