past is obviously better than present ..specially love those vague recollections from preschool era..growing up with my granny and aunts i was like the pet of them all haha ..damn i miss those times...
even now i just sit somewhere and think about those times where as a kid i believed in everything... remember the nights me and my sis used to go outside and observe the sky for hours to catch a glimpse of an alien ship or a witch on her broom haha ...still do remember spending some evening on the roof lol
nice thread shamme..thanks. ill contribute with more precise an answer later..this was off the top of my head....when my granny passed away all those sweet memories came screaming back to me and i wept for how much a brute i had been for all of them lately..this is all i could do for her that i wrote it down into a poem
an imaginary bridge over the river
far across the street
lead my way into woods that never exist
tales of her heart and friends of her love
would take me beyond my feet
there i did not stay but yet I’d always have stayed
upon your lap granny with a bit of a delay
dimlit room in the night or in a gloomy day
in this hour when you are far away
here i wish you could still have stayed
things i burn in, that i never said
in their flames i still wonder am i too late
the pretty face you make even in pain
invites me in, into your room where you still await
but how could i step in again..
when you laid in a white castle by the river
in the evening breeze
mourning wind around us always questioned
if I’m in peace
now not even the time would ease
fire burned you down granny with a flame to the east
and under the bloodred sky even the river would bleed
with falling ashes i would still squeak
but clouds like downy heart did never speak
so who hid his tears within himself he never could speak
in the friday farewell noon you never cried
lying in a white bed you still smiled
i never saw pain in your eyes yet i knew you could have cried
still in your endless heart not even a regretting sigh
in your cheek i kissed my last goodbye
I’d always be the kid awaited you in pre-school
just to scare you and smile I’d still play fool
you’d still hold me on your lap all day through
then i thought you still live i just know you do
in the fairyland across the river you still live
believing in everything and knowing nothing at all is the best...