As the Breeze Blows

I'm a rather nostalgic being. I won't lie. Just a random scribbling. I've always felt older than I actually am. Never really felt like I had a childhood. Maybe this is just me regretting that fact. Dunno. There's an afterthought though. The fact that, its

Nostalgias best friend.

I visit the simple world once more.

Giving in to the long lost love of my childhood.

The breeze blows it away as soon as it came.

 

Mindset. Not too hard. Making memories isn't too far.

Reviews

[Rose Kavanagh]

I can definitely relate to you there; I often joke that I've been forty since I was five, so I understand where you're coming from with this poem. I really enjoyed it- and not only because I can relate to it, but because it was written quite well. Best of luck with future work and have a happy new year! :)