SUMMER MEMORIES

"I Remember

Summer days being clothed in sun's warm embrace

Caressing my body, my soul encased

By sun's radiant beauty and exquisite grace

And sun's tender fingers stroking my face

The sensation of cane crushed under my feet

The fragrance of spices so hot, so sweet

My senses alive in sun's burnished glow

The hum of the bees, so gentle, so low

The shimmer of moon on oceans of sapphire

The lullaby of crickets, a comforting choir

The songs of my people so warm and content

My mind, like the sea, a copious torrent

With youthful vigour making my plans

For a satisfying life in my homeland"

She flinches: it seems that now she's aware

That the chill of old age is now in the air

Autumn overtook the sun-filled days

Soon the sun was sheathed by a wintry haze

"The songs of my people are now subdued

My palate unresponsive to flavoursome food"

Her once vibrant body is in constant lament

For those blithe days of summer - now truly spent

"Please don't despise my hair's silver tone

My life is not over, don't leave me alone

My body may sit exhausted, forlorn

But Memory remains

It has weathered the storm

Now Memory as my one loyal friend

Will recreate summer until my life's end"