Fuzzy memoirs of the gone pasts br Rigged up sails atop the masts br Skipped and ambled on the ways br Did the schools and the plays br br Hung from branches of an elm br Boohooed those that stood at helm br Stole some moments on the sly br Brooked no query nor the why br br I so strong brimming young br Earth the moon both too sung br Awe-inspiring among the beaus br Silent innocent comely cues br br She so full of life an verve br I so cheeky and the nerve br Hand in hand on snow or sand br Cast no eyes on fleeting land br br Pitter patter of the little feet br Lulling softly our heart beat br Ballet of red yellow brown an green br Had a princess turned to queen br br Pendulum’s tap a silent tick tock br Deceitful dalliance of wind sock br Stunned the mirror on that day br As the heathen reflected grey br br A day then came the bell rang br Waved a curtain to stop the clang br There A young man stood in hurry br Sir here I am to take your worry br br The cap he’d tilted to the side br Caught an eye of his gleaming ride br What brings you here o lanky lad br Umm! Sir I suppose you the dad br br Slowly she walked to my side br Looked him over with eyes wide br Air was tense an the world swam br Touched his cap an bid her ma’am br br I hope you will approve and bless br I’v bought for her a beautiful dress br She pat my shoulder, had me calm br With poise then she said a psalm br br An then I grasped the circle of life br Bid them well and Held my wife br br (Islamabad) br (May 08,2009)br br saadat tahirbr br