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© Kavisha Saga and Ek Choti Kavita, 2014

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Of Ages Past

This is something I had written several years ago when I was in high school. I found it in my yearbook of all things :-). Here it is with some minor edits. I hope you like it.

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Of Ages Past

Of ages past do I dream,

Of twisting roads and hallways,

Secret meetings under mistletoe,

Picnics beside a stormy sea,

Of golden sunsets and roses red,

Of ages past do I dream.

Silent seas and smiling moon,

Mossy paths and stone strewn roads unfold,

Curling tendrils of silver gray,

The spider in me entraps and captures,

As the human dreams of moonlight and cobwebs,

Of ages past do I yearn.

Of ages past do I miss,

Of rose-speckled paths and prickly thorns,

Tinkling laughter of brooks abound,

The silent whoosh of the trees overhead,

Crackling leaves and soft mud,

Of ages past do I dream.

Of ages past do I dream,

Of silvery rivers and golden sand,

Of hopes and dreams and all things grand,

Of ages past do I dream.

© Kavisha Saga and Ek Choti Kavita, 2014

Image: IMG_0273_d.JPG By biberta

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