A WALK DOWN THE MEMORY LANE

I treasure sweet old memories As time goes swiftly by. A few bring smiles of happiness And some tears to the eye. It's funny How some things Never leave The corner of your heart They all are precious in their way, Reopening doors of old That have been shut these many months What pictures they unfold These dear old, sweet old memories All play their special part In bringing joy and opening up The latch strings of the heart. My arms reach out through time and space And hold each memory in place: A creaking swing, a whispered word, A promise only night winds heard.... ------ANJAN RAJ