A Summer Breeze
-Riya Shubanjlee
A summer breeze, blew one day
Towards a fate of endless days.
Perhaps it is the reason why
Those memories are so very hard to find
Reaching out is an act so pure,
So instinctual, no need to think about it all
Yet, to grasp it, hold it and cherish it,
Remembering takes away all the thrall
The breeze across my face that day,
Made me recall pain from far away.
And though it makes me want to halt,
Why is it so hard to let go?
A summer breeze, blew one day
Towards a day of endless pain.
Perhaps it is the reason why,
Those memories now make me smile.