I sat on the porch,
alone tonight,
remembering the days gone by;

Memories floated,
into sight,
as many as stars in the sky;

A few short years,
I thought, and smiled,
as I sat in my reverie;

A past so short,
still stretched as far,
back as my history;

Some days were small,
a moment at most,
for some a thousand years;

But in my thoughts,
of memories past,
a lifetime the same were both.

By: Viraj Belgaonkar