Memories

A thousand memories flooded back

On seeing the open album in her hands,

She laughed when she recalled her thought

"Growing up would bring grands"

The feeling of nostalgia

Rushed in like a wave,

Her eyes watered and lips played a smile

When she saw a picture of mother telling her to behave.

She missed how carefree she could be

How fun was always at its peak,

And the only worry she had

Was not getting caught in hide and seek.

She remembered how her smile was genuine

And her laughter wasn't forced,

She realised how she was now willing

To bring those golden days back at any cost.

We may smile now but aren't happy

To society's rules we strive,

Guess we get so busy growing up

We forget the feeling of being alive.