Lost time like footprints on sand
Peeped through the sepia pictures
The childhood and the youth mocked
At my wrinkled and furrowed crow’s feet
An era of life which I lived just for others
My smiles, my laughter and my happiness weren’t mine
Expended and exhausted prime time to nurture
Converting a scattered haven of disarray into a home
Chirpy chimes and hearty peals of laughter resounded
Reverberating and disappearing into bizarre lands beyond the horizon
Bringing back to life those lively moments of joy
When every corner of the abode was cozy with warmth
Where is it now? Lost in no-man’s land of uncertainty
As I rocked on my easy chair with misty eyes
The photo album hazed merging into oblivion of my memories
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