This poem reflects on the gentle passage of time and the memories that remain with us as life moves forward. It captures the contrast between the fearless dreams of youth and the quiet wisdom that comes with age.

While the past may fade into memory, its warmth and lessons continue to illuminate the present, reminding us to cherish each moment and embrace today with hope.

# When Memories Return #

There was a time
when mornings arrived with laughter,
and the sun seemed to rise
just to greet our dreams.

Our pockets held little,
yet our hearts were overflowing—
with plans too big for the sky,
with courage too wild to measure.

We ran through days
like children chasing the wind,
never asking where the road ended,
never fearing the fall of night.

But time, the silent traveler,
kept walking beside us.
Slowly it touched our hair with silver,
placed quiet stories upon our faces,
and taught our restless hearts
the language of patience.

Still, the past refuses to disappear.
It lives in the corners of memory—
in an old photograph,
in a forgotten melody,
in the gentle ache
of a moment once beautiful.

Sometimes it returns
like a soft evening breeze,
carrying the laughter of younger days
through the windows of the soul.

And we pause…
not with regret,
but with gratitude.

For every joy that once bloomed,
for every storm that shaped us,
for every fleeting second
that became a lifelong memory.

So let the past walk beside us,
not as a burden,
but as a quiet companion.

And with hopeful eyes
let us greet the present—
because even now
somewhere within today
a new memory
is waiting
to be born.

(Vijay Verma)
www.retiredkalam.com

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