THE THOUGHT PATH

The thoughts wander
With no reins to impede
I sit watching its path
And wonder when it would recede.

It slowly dances its way
To the sweet memoirs of youth,
Amidst cheery and fun filled days,
That brings a dreamy smile.

Now it lingers on those days
When I cherished my motherhood,
Absorbed in the charm and charisma
Of my treasured baby’s childhood.

When it traverse those days
Of tears and melancholy ,
It stops to bid a goodbye,
And wows never to cross again.

Thus the journey goes on,
To the unknown future,
I leash it ‘coz to live the present ,
Is wiser than to dream the future.