Visions flood the images of my mind’s eye
Of a happy, charmed point in time so random
When things were simple and so carefree
And as a child, I was able to laugh with ease and abandon
At the allure of the small, sweet birds flying above,
The sound and salty smell of the ocean’s roll,
As bare toes mingled with rough grains of sand,
And felt the warmth of the sun on shoulders that knew no toil.
Fresh was the sweet taste of homemade pies and ice cream
Or ripe watermelon juice on our chins.
The chitter-chatter of adults filled the summer silence;
And laughter, ease, security, were all wrapped in a veil so thin.
Nights were spent gazing at the star-studded skies
Dreaming of lands so far away and distant,
We knew no bounds with how our lives would twist or turn
To take us to places dreamt of with little or no resistance.
Life is so simple and sweet when one is young
While the hinges of doorways have not yet spread,
Opening to things that seek to pull us elsewhere
From the places whence we were once well-placed to tread.
In my eyes it was a castle
Grandmother’s house by the sea
Looking to the left on the balcony
I thought we were standing
On the very edge of the world
Ships sailed off the horizon
And fell into space
Swimming in the ocean
Was heaven and paradise
Imagining the waves breaking
Rising and chasing only me
A heart that pumped just for one
And I felt like a cell when I swam
In its bloodstream
When you’re small
The world spins because of you