How I wish (go back »)

How I wish to go back in time,

And not just in rhyme, but in reality,

How I wish to taste again, the delicacy,

Of my mother’s cooking,

How I wish to once more be, small in stature,

To have arms wrapped around my frame,

And hear with loveliness, the call of my name,

How I wish to feel the sun on my skin again,

While out in the garden, swinging on the swing,

Not giving a toss about any given thing,

Coz there was nought to lose, and all to gain,

Even time seemed to favour me,

Every day would be as pleasing as could be,

How I wish to go back to that time and space,

The time when I appreciated, any given place,

That I’d find myself in, with fast food super sized,

The dentist and injections, were the only things despised,

How I remember the youthful faces of my brothers,

And the vitality of my father and mother,

How they would sing, and how they would bicker,

Though all the while, my bones grew thicker,

And I slowly saw my setting begin to change,

The first house I stayed in, forever out of range,

As we moved out to another area,

Where memories emerged without malaria,

Still the platform turned, and it never stopped,

Until I found myself separated, and the floor newly mopped,

With yet another place, another house, another story,

But things had already changed, the joys were history,

My facial hair a reminder, that things could never again be,

As they once had being,

What a sad ending,

To a beautiful infancy, leaving me stranded, lonely,

And wishing wishes which can never be.

In Poetry