A surprised glance at the months gone by,
for just like last year
this year has also passed softly, lightly.
Books left untouched on shelves
which, not too long ago, I swore ardently ‘to read’
A year older, a year wiser?
Change has crept up on me
For I may yet live
in the days to come
I will not let these months pass
myself of heavy clutter
in houses twinkling with laughter and goodwill
at an old space
and breathing new life.
Without affirming that
though I may seem the same,
my life the same,
my spaces the same
I have ridden the waves of Time
for even as I write this
I am not the same
my life is not the same
my spaces are not the same.
[WORDS DO MATTER! This post is written for the 3rd edition of #WordsMatter linkup hosted by Corinne, Parul and Shalini. The prompt for this edition of #WordsMatter linkup is ‘It’s not that time of the year without…’]
I received this tag from Anamika at https://thebespectacledmother.com/. It’s my pleasure to pass on this tag to Shinjini at https://moderngypsy.in/. There were 38 of us on this Blog Hop and it was spread over 3 days – 4, 5, 6 October 2019. Do follow the #WordsMatter Blog Hop, you’ll love our musings!