I Remember
I remember
That as a kid
I was burying my toy bus
In the sand
Just outside our front door
I wonder what has happened to it now
Of course, it has long rusted away
But I can still remember
The exact spot it was buried
Where a restaurant now stands
I remember
That as a toddler in the cot
Looking up at the smiling faces
Looking down at me
I felt somewhat overwhelmed
Because to a toddler
Everything looked disproportionate
I remember
That as a child
Coming home from grandma's place
My mother holding my hand
My elder sister walking somewhat ahead
I felt safe and comforted
Though it was getting dark
And the road was not well lighted
Late in the evening
I remember
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