At your desk. A coffee’s fragrance clutters the air. Clicking keyboards fade away.
You’re with a king having beautiful babies, or sitting quietly in a grand garden contemplating the fate of worlds.
Your Reverie gives your eyes a dreamlike quality, as you fade away.
unimpressed by automobiles
they say persistence is key
Mum teaches her in a Datsun
screaming and jumping about
the joys of learning to drive
Many pictures of mothers and children,
as their love for each other glows.
You’re in the North and I’m in the South,
yet there’s this unbreakable bond.
Still, I wish to see you sipping tea again.
Picking up old plastic bottles, finding half-eaten food, sipping on old beverages and nipping in and out of supermarket bins.
A waif with no mother to hug her and no father to play games.
She is alone, yet when the moon shines full, the stars tell her of better days ahead.
“I remember when we wagged PE. It seems not so long ago, right?”
“Yeah, but then you left in grade 10. Just like that, my friend’s gone.”
“I know. It was out of my control.”
Thinking how we reminisce about 25 years ago like yesterday, “It’s great to see you.”
in a mess,
as the session