Re-reading your favorite book a billionth time
Or fitting into the good old jeans some years down the line
Memories captured in worn-out photographs
no Facebook album can replace
The promise of all-girls-reunion,
every year , same time , same place.
The bond you share with that special someone
When the older you grow the fonder they become
When an elegant composure takes over
the young bohemian spirit
And the gramophone record brings alive
old melodies so vivid
Relationships, beauty, songs, books and memories,
Get better like old wine , as time flies.
Magic isn’t commonplace they say
But in a nostalgic moment, two worlds can combine
like a malfunctioning time machine
the past you and the present you entwine .
I am taking part in The Write Tribe Problogger October 2017 Blogging Challenge , linking my post here .
The prompt for Friday , 6th October was Nostalgic. Read all my poems under the challenge under #WriteTribeProBlogger