I look at the window

To watch the inky blue sky

Outside, there are clouds

With slight breeze that fly

I go back to those years

In the memory lane

And am back as small breeze

Steals inside and hits window pane

A small girl, I was then

Innocent and carefree

Running around in parks

And climbing up the guava tree

Now I see my hands

A small tear sits in peace

Heart once full of warm love

Softness now is at seize

I gently close my eyes

And try hard to memorize

The time was immensely precious

I possessed love as only prize

The sky has now turned grey

The sky that was once inky blue

The past that is now unreal

The time that is now true